Illusions

19 November 2004

Songs that usually ring in my mind
Dances that brings upon life at times
Steel of rust that I took to compare
With my senile brain that I never care
Think of leisure but nightmares haunt
Eyes wide open till early dawn
Words of blossom has intimidated
Though my soul seems to be naked
Words are gone beyond my imagination
My heart has been soared by tireless dictation
Taking myself into the next level
Even though there are many things that I cannot marvel
But I still can hold on
With the strong will to carry on
But, will this worthless illusions continue
Loneliness of life is what I feel
Blossom, blossom, should it be?
Illusions of life that haunted me.

Copyright ©2004 Grace Ong