Dreams are the, myths of, a slumbering mind
Intellectuals bake, their beliefs’, daily bread
To the shades, of truth, who are colorblind
Are the nerds, who run, the world instead!
“Why lay, beauty bare, beyond its skin?”
Resents, the heart, of the idealist
“Beyond blasphemy, is the, truth of sin”
Avows, the conscience, of theorist!
Whilst “platitude, with an attitude”, drags
Mere existence, of, subsistence
The “pittance of own piety” brags
“I’m the substance of intelligence”!
“Beauty Indeed, is a, figment-deep”
States the, theory of, rationality
Life’s opium, are the dreams, we reap
For The Bliss, And Bane, Of Banality!
© 2021 Vikas Chandra
I STILL Think of U Vikas @
Hope you re well..
I spent 3 weeks at an old hospital but i forgot my phone at home.
So sorry
Hope you are happy now and that all your dreams will become true this new Ère 2021..
Love from
Séverine Chanu
Xxxxxx
Many Thanks Dear.
Yes. I am well.
wishing you the same 🙂
I feel better now that i know you re still writting…….
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