Art and the philosophy of life

Reality…a story poem

man in black t-shirt and black pants jumping on gray concrete floor during daytime

he didn’t know
how beautiful he was
he just knew
the joy inside of him
had to be expressed

he didn’t realize
the world was falling apart
around him
he just
wanted to dance

he didn’t see
how twisted everything
had become
how jaded and deadly
he just wanted to have fun

no one had the heart
to tell him
that what he saw
was an illusion
so they just smiled
and let him keep his dream

and all the while
no one admitted
that everything they saw
was an illusion as well
so they just kept pretending

 

Picture:  Nina Hill
Unsplash

Comments on: "Reality…a story poem" (6)

  1. If that brings happiness then why not living an illusion 😉
    Beautiful poem!

  2. Yes. Very true!

    The reality we see
    are just reflections
    off the mirrors
    in our mind!

  3. Beautiful dear Gigi. A little heartbreaking too. ❤️

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