Thursday, 7 November 2013

Mirage

Bends, the light
That travels straight,
Envisage the presence,
of that, an absence!

Like the streak of water,
Like the strip of land,
On a dry desert road.
In a shoreless ocean.

Caught my eyes,
The desperate hunters!
Raced to get closer,
Evanesce with no trail!

A Betrayal to belief,
Artifacts of nature,
The Frivolity of illusion,
The duping Mirage!