Spurious World Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

I have lost my true world, my great world,
Where is it?
I search it day and night
With intense passion,
But everywhere I see the spurious world.
It seems strange to me,
Is my authentic world really lost forever?
Long time elapses,
At last I find a world just like my genuine world
At the bottom of the fake and false world;
With great enthusiasm I go closer to it
And then jump in an ecstasy,
Thinking that I have found out my true and pure world.
But it was an awful mistake from my part,
For when I proceed to hug it
It flees from me indifferently,
Immediately I understand the harsh reality of the time- that my genuine and lovely world has definitely turned into spurious and ugly world,
I scream in extreme pain and agony,
But everything proves ineffective.