Fabricated Paradise

Blind folded in the 
dubious lanes of fortunes.
Realized me as the cradle 
of darkness emanating
perpetual beams of life
around through my zillion
beams of galvanized matter.
Provoking thoughts to
play in the mysteries of 
realistic illusions spun
by the wheel of  mind.
Puzzled mortals strolled
in a mesh flinging back 
and forth in a circle of
the mischievous games,
interwoven beyond the
contemplation of senses.
Oscillated in and out of
this deception in orgasmic 
mirages from crib to tomb.
Breathing in and out deception
 in each gasp,i spun the fantasy around
frames,in ecstasy they danced
endlessly addicting to the
carnal instincts gifted to
sustain the reality
of the phantom game of life.
 Breathed repeatedly souls
into this fabricated paradise.
Fancied the creation of entities,
I rejoiced in this hidden vitality 
beyond ethereal consciousness. 
Copyright(C)@piushasingh

About Piusha

Futile writer,enjoys reading anything under sun.Still on a quest to find a new facet within me.
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2 Responses to Fabricated Paradise

  1. Dear Poetess Piusha Singh,

    A fabulous write, My applause, thanks for sharing, I love the below lines,
    ” Puzzled mortals strolled
    in a mesh flinging back
    and forth in a circle of
    the mischievous games,
    interwoven beyond the
    contemplation of senses.
    Oscillated in and out of
    this deception in orgasmic
    mirages from crib to tomb.”
    Regards & Love
    WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

    Like

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