Mirage In Icy Mirror Poem by Osman Gani

What mirage reflects on the icy mirror!
O, Homo Sapiens! What appears everyday
On the lying truth of this reflecting error
That riles the phony nutshell of intellect
Haunting with vague foggy mysterious ray
Over as if on intuitive microscopic insect.
Mirage it is indeed that conceals reality
And heaps lie to build an illusory city.

Mirror reflects but visible outer frailty
But further frailties veil on the other side
So that slight goodness appears mighty.
What mirage reflects on the icy mirror!
Like a lost sailor who turns ideal guide
By creating a shifty wreath of terror.
Mirage it is indeed that hinders sanity
And heaps lie to build an illusory city.