I went out at the day
I saw a green lake
On nearing it
Finally on stepping on it
I came to know its fake.
I saw a grey cake
On nearing it
Finally on touching it
I came to know its a cloudy grey smoke.
I saw a rose bed
On admiring it
Went near to it
Finally on sensing it
I came to know its a place where phenolphthalein fed.
At night I reached home
I was given a cup of 'Bru'
Thought it wasn't true
and threw.
It fell on my feet
Finally on feeling the heat
I came to know
Things which I thought was true wasn't true
But...,
This cup of Bru is really true!
Dated: 23.10.2009
Well conceived and nicely brought forth with insight. A good creation. Thanks for sharing Sase.
Nice sketch.Lovely poem I enjoyed it.The poem deserves full mark 10+++Thanks for sharing.
green lake, the cake, rose bed, I came to know Things which I thought was true wasn't true. the contrast of a cup of brue.. hot.... with the mirage very fine was it............u use the literally technic of the use of contrast very well. thank u for this poem..
Thank you Dev. Glad read and know that readers are able get the points easily :)
Sometimes it is hard to distinguish the real from the fake ones around us. Beautiful poem, written with so nice rhyming.
It fell on my feet Finally on feeling the heat I came to know Things which I thought was true wasn't true Our world is full of illusions. You have nicely decorated this lovely poem with your wise choice of words. Thanks dear poet for the sharing. 10+++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Things and beauty you see in this material world change frequently due to impact of time and illusion. Night reflects illusion too. Running behind matter is a mirage. Wisely penned poem is shared here.10
Thank you :) . Its nice so see such motivating comments :)