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Illusion
Consider the greatest illusion of all
Its conception was a feat quite tall
Its truth is to be taken with a grain of salt
For its ugly side is no one's but your own fault
Honest reflection causes the pain to sear
It is nothing short of man's greatest fear
How could one have been so blind
A contract with destiny waiting to be to signed
To look around and realize one has been left behind
But what your left hand persued must be paid in kind
Fleeting thoughts of what should have been
To speak of it's unfairness is frankly dim
One might consider making the greateast of escapes
I warn that desire manifests in the strangest shapes
Some degree of comfort is to be attaind from steady stagnation
For the slightest measure of control offers the illusion of liberation
So contemplate the staircase of life with a great deal of consideration
For vanity is the broken step that tripped many into damnation
This line here... 'Its truth
This line here... 'Its truth is to be taken with a grain of salt' is like a line that makes the poem appear as if the writer is searching for truth, and yet, the poem is entitled, 'Illusion' amd begins with 'the greatest illusion of all', which from a philosophical standpoint, would be all of life as we understand it on earth. Ie: reality. Those two concepts in the poem make it hard for the reader to relate to, I think, unless they have some personal understanding with the writer. The way you made the lines flow is nice, and then towads the middle and end, the momentum and also the context picks up and it ends nicely.
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Thank you!
Thank you!