Tuesday, March 29, 2005
Delusion
Last Dance -- By -Emptiness-
His longing eyes,
Scanned the misty hall,
Till they stumbled upon,
His lovely doll.
Behold, she stood,
Alone in the crowd,
Her vision transfixed,
Upon him throughout.
Electrifying,
An intense gaze.
Unbridled passion,
Their eyes portray.
The music faded,
The crowd, no more.
The bustling hall,
To them, an empty floor.
Without a word,
He raised his arm.
And stood there waiting,
For her to come.
Captivated,
By his azure eyes.
She gracefully approached,
Her desires disguised.
He took her hand,
And pull her close.
And in the silence,
They assumed their pose.
Then, as if,
By an unspoken cue,
They moved as one,
With pristine skill.
A slow waltz,
As they graced the floor.
Obsessed by the other,
Ignorant to all.
But slowly their dance,
Picked up in pace.
A brisk canter,
Then a frantic race.
They could sense,
The fading night.
The inevitable,
Arrival of light.
The crimson glow,
Crept into the room.
Gradually, she faded,
By light consumed.
The crowded hall,
Now empty and still.
He stood there alone,
Feeling unfulfilled.
How long can lies,
Lead you astray?
How can dreams withstand,
The coming of day?
How long can one,
Live in delusion?
Though the truth hurts,
It’s the only solution.
For how long can someone lie to himself? Maybe the best way is to realise the truth, and accept it... It might be painful.... But the pain is short lived... However, for some people, the pain is too much to bear... That's the curse of the emotional people...
Bubbles will burst,
Dreams will shatter.
Prepare for the worst,
And do not falter.
- Emptiness - 3/29/2005 09:12:00 pm
