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Merely An Illusion

Cascading thoughts
    of deja vu
leave me bewildered,

    lost in a maze of my mind's making...

Confused,
I walk upon streets of gold


    -- only to find myself on sinking sand --

If one's world disappears,
could it someday again be found ~

    ...or was it merely an illusion?

 

I've yet to know...

 

 

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"Illusion of Worlds"
50 Words or less

Theme: striving for dreams or goals that seem out of reach, only to be hindered by memories of past mistakes.

I've been in a number of bands -- haven't "made it," but I'd still like to play for the enjoyment...and at 41, my freelance graphics are slowly taking off again after a 5+ year hiatus (thanks to the best supporter I could ever dream of!)...

Not all dreams are an illusion, we just need to get past the past.

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  • MJ Donnelly gold member
    March 6, 2009
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    Wow, spot on with the prompt, and so wonderfully penned too!

    Congrats,
    mj.


  • Itzamna
    March 3, 2009

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    Wow. Breathtaking! This is by far my favorite poem so far! I absolutely love the metaphors you used, especially the “I walk upon streets of gold, only to find myself on sinking sand”. They just seemed to set the mood for me. Fit the prompt perfectly, excellent job, and good luck!!


  • Soft-Rain
    March 2, 2009

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    I am your biggest fan no matter what i always will be. This was from your heart and there is nothing better than your soul reveled... Look ahead your dreams are waiting.

    Buy me the ticket and i will be there!!!

    Love
    ~Lisa~


  • blondone silver member
    February 28, 2009

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    Deep write full of emotions I find truth in these words... we need to remember that mistakes only lie as mistakes as long as we don't learn something from them and as for dreams we must be careful how we see them just as I always dreamed of growing up to have a big house with a white picket fence, a loving husband, and three children, while I have no big house or picket fence I do have two beautiful children a small home with a loving husband so see sometimes are dreams come to reality a bit different then we seen them... we all have yet to know A grand write I have enjoyed the read

  • midnightblue1272
    February 28, 2009
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    Amen.

    So true, fellow poet. Dreams are only what we make of them. Well-written & well-put.


  • maralisa silver member
    February 28, 2009
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    a wonderful write good luck in the contestmaralisa

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