Love's illusion
You are a dream illusion of my reality,
You are the illusion of my dreams,
You are an illusion.
I try to live in dreams,
You see,
Dreams are my reality,
But don't be worried, my love,
They will disappear
Like bubbles
In the air,
Without leaving
Any trace in my memory.
They can form the illusion
Of the ideal perfect love,
More fragile
Than anything I know.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Come Closer
Are you an illusion of my delusion?
I seem to feel you from another time!
I seem to have had you in my mind.
And here you appear as clear to me.
Leaving me to wonder if this could be...
What I sought I could not touch in my dreams!
Is this real?
Is this reality?
When you look at 'me'
Do I appear to you as you appear to me?
Are you an illusion of my delusion?
Come closer...
Make me believe!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hostage's Illusion
Help!
Being held hostage
by Reality
call the Illusion Police
who can come to stage
my imaginary release
whereby I can triumphantly
return to Reality
where my bonds
have been illusioned away
by a Reality
which provides me
a different kind of Illusion
such that I can have
my free choice
between the two;
and which is which
between I and you.
Suddenly you touch me
and I am confused
and retreat to my
preferred
illusion;
an add-on.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Religion And Magic
Who are these fellows?
Religion - Magic
Are they siblings who seem remarkably similar?
Are they identical twins - fantastically alike in all things?
Are they but two sides of the same coin - the coin of illusion?
Which came first - religion or magic?
The answer remains shrouded in the dim mists
Of our early steps on the stage of our existence
Magic - creator of illusion masked as reality
Religion - creator of illusion from reality
Both create illusion - purvey the same mask
Magic and religion present illusion as truth
This is my view
Another may be for you
Yet know this - If you believe illusion be truth or truth illusion
The result is the same.
Claude H Oliver II
4/28/2012
poem by Claude H Oliver II
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The Illusion Of Power
What is it that turns you on to the illusion of power,
This thing that grabs you by the heart and makes you want to tear things down.
There is no reason why I should need all this power, but if you cross me now,
Im gonna tear your whole world down.
The illusion of power, things I feel, seem so real,
The illusion of power.
I cant get the emotional thing straight in my head,
Everything I love dies too soon, or is already dead.
Dont stand too close I spit and breathe fire,
Anything Ive got now you cannot desire.
You want to be my friend, I promise you nothing.
Nothing I can give you, nothing I can do for you,
Im being chased by the sins of my past and its killing me now,
Killing me now.
The illusion of power, things I feel, seem so real,
The illusion of power.
The illusion of power, its already set signed and sealed,
The illusion of power.
Fool, youre caught in a complex catacomb of your own inadequcies and pitiful weaknesses,
Your soul secretes insecurity.
So you live on the reflection side of the mirror; youre terrified of true power.
You fear
I can tell you stories of my
Shaded past and I can drag you down into the depths of my soul.
The illusion of power, things I feel, seem so real,
The illusion of power.
The illusion of power, its already set signed and sealed,
The illusion of power.
Why dont you come closer, promise a story I will tell, yeah,
Ill save you from your dreams, yeah
Ill save you from your dreams.
song performed by by Black Sabbath
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Illusion
How do I begin and where do I end
who will be the one whom I can depend.
I fool myself, an illusion I see
Thinking that he'll be there for me.
But when at night I lay in bed
I reach out for him and nothing I get...
It's only an illusion that comes my way
Will I be ever lucky someday.
To have him, feel him and call him mine
I will then finally draw a line.
No more illusion then I will see
if this turns out into reality.
poem by Meena Mustafa
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Existing As Ideals
Dreams need no corporeality, a
dream fulfilled becomes one-
dimensional reality without
power to draw desire and
passion through us
I love dreams as ideas, romance
as mirage, an image in the mind:
therein lies its power, a vision to
be filed for later use when it fails
to entice
Materialisation shrinks infinite
dimensions of enchanting
vision, I cherish dreams
until threadbare,
I love
Ethereal ideals as Quixotic
schemes fighting windmills:
idea reigns supreme, reality
is but weak reflection of
grand ideals
Lamenting impossibility of love
means we miss the joy of
illusion and dreams
inspirational only
if unexplained
We live life in little routines
while existing as ideals
within a holographic
universe…
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Grand Illusion
I saw you in a dream, it hit me like a bright light
Flashing on a screen, visions of my whole life.
I used to chase the moment of desire
Back to when my young heart burned like a fire.
It was just a, nothing but a grand illusion.
Heart was quicker than the eye.
Nothing but a grand illusion,
Legend in my own mind.
I held you in my arms till the other side of midnight.
Kept you in my mind, you got me through some long nights.
Standing on the threshold of desire,
Caught between the madness and the fire.
Chorus
It was all a grand illusion.
Hand was quicker than the eye.
Nothing but a grand illusion,
Legends in our own minds.
I used to chase the moments of desire
Back to when my young heart burned like a fire.
It was just a, nothing but a, it was all a grand illusion.
Nothing but a grand illusion.
It was all a grand illusion,
Legend in my own mind.
It was just a grand illusion.
Nothing but a grand illusion.
It was just a grand illusion,
Legend in our own mind.
song performed by by Eric Clapton
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Really Really
You have the power
take on rule and show
what you want
what you really really want
is it me
or is it an illusion?
You have the game
take on role and play
what you desire
what you really really desire
am I there
or am I just an illusion?
You have the frame
take on reel and dream
what you imagine
what you really really imagine
am I there
or am I just an illusion?
You have the goal
take on real and action
what you hunt
what you really really hunt
is it me
or is it an illusion?
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Dreamed
She's only my dream girl in my dreams
or so it seems
she's everything i could ever want and need
when i don't need it
i cannot even fathom where this love can lead
it must be a dead end, because its all imagined
its all an illusion
you don't see my pain
turn a blind eye to my shame
don't see- see i need
don't see all i want is love
you can't see the importance of my implications
I'm subtly crying out for help and justification
of my feelings and dreams
my dear, end the screams
but alas she is so perfect when i fall asleep
i have to wonder do i love an idea?
but i see her, i see my dream girl within her
i feel my dream is within reach and yet
do not fret
you don't have to love me
because anyone can see
you're only my dream girl in my dreams
and you're only real when you walk away
poem by David Knox
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Shadow Of life
I am a victim and you know that I know this.
Je suis une victime et vous savez que je le sais.
You say that you love me,
but the words lose their meaning,
when they are passed through the filter
of reason and truth.
Vous dites que vous m'aimez
mais les mots perdent leur sens
quand ils sont passés par le filtre
de la raison et la vérité.
I would have wished you to be the man of my dreams
or at least I would have preferred that
our seemingly love to be
rather an illusion of reality
than a reality of illusion
J'aurais voulu que vous soyez l'homme de mes rêves
ou au moins j 'aurais préféré
notre amour apparemment être
plutôt une illusion de réalité
qu'une réalité d'illusion
I wish you to be aware that
with every victim that dies
you're increasingly poor with a feeling..
and still less able to love again
Je veux que vous soyez conscients cela
avec chaque victime qui meurt
vous êtes de plus en plus pauvres avec un sentiment..
et toujours moins capable d'aimer de nouveau
and every time you kill
love itself, of yourself, of herself
you just stay only with the shadow of life.
et la chaque fois vous tuez
l'amour lui-même, de vous, d'elle
vous restez seulement avec l'ombre de vie.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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God is Love
As the morning lights gentle touch
In Loves embrace it finds me here
In Thy perfect Love so near
It casts away all care and fear
It nullifies the great illusion
Imbues my Soul with Loves infusion
In this place there's no confusion
Love expels the grand illusion
And now I put my sense aside
I now can see the turning tide
In which all earthly dreams collide
In Love's sweet presence I abide
My Mind and Soul at once are free
For God is All and it shall be
Love is now the heart of me
In Love's eternal harmony
poem by Lynne FincherSpringarden
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Sweet Illusions
Let me go I'm only letting you down
I 've got nothing to say to you now
I lose the feelings that are weighing me down
When I'm safe
It's turning morning all the birds sing
I'm not complicating anything
I'll have another then I'll go to bed
But I'll dream of you
Cause it's almost over
And it's almost gone
And I can feel the sweet illusion, coming
Sweet confusion, honey
Sweet illusion coming down
And I ain't got nothing but love for you now
You and I used to shine like a jewel
But times been nothing to us but cruel
So play it out and never played the fool
Cause you'll lose every time
We were nothing, we were only the past
Hard times like that don't last
I've been forgiven, I've been surpassed
By my heart
Have you?
Cause it's almost over
Yeah it's almost gone
And I can feel the Sweet Illusion coming
Sweet Confusion, honey
Sweet Illusion coming down
And I ain't got nothing but love for you
Love for you I can't use
And lonely nights multiplied by the blues
That I can't resolve
You never knew me but I did my best
I'm just lonely inside I guess
You gave me everything you really tried
Thanks....
If we were nothing and we're only the past
Then I'm just living in a dream I guess
A long black dream that takes me down the river to you
Where it's almost over
And we're almost gone
And I can feel the Sweet Illusion coming
Sweet Confusion, honey
Sweet Illusion coming down
And I ain't got nothing but love for you now
song performed by by Ryan Adams
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Lovely Illusions
Confidence, …‘shrinks’ tell us
is only an illusion
Reflecting only, the facts and feeling
At, and of, a particular time
Sounds a lot like the illusion of love, to me
Akin to the mental images
we conjure up in our minds,
and ascribe to a state so sublime
Whether tis fact or illusion,
I shall avoid the confusion
By having complete confidence
and seeking seclusion
In my lovely, misty world,
so unreal yet appealing
My sphere of fictitious fact and feeling
Of beguiling illusion and rhyme
poem by David Whalen
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Illusion
In a forest known as heartbreak
In a clearing in the wood
cross a pathway called confusion
Toward the garden of delight
Youll reach the river of desire
And meekly try and cross it
While the valley of love
Keeps avoiding you
Because its only an illusion
Only an illusion
Upon the hill of high ideals
You begin to wonder if its real
You are reaching sleeps oasis
You begin to wonder how you feel
But it happens so quickly
It doesnt fit into your scenes
Tossin and turnin
The star of so many scenes
Its only an illusion
Its only an illusion
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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We cast away priceless time in dreams, born of imagination, fed upon illusion, and put to death by reality.
quote by Judy Garland
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The Primordial One
The Primordial One is immanent, while He’s never transcendent
And this existent world, at the beginning, was only His vision.
The Lord has Being to create his vision-world without lightweight
For this real world of Becoming, with His meticulous precision.
At the beginning, we were His imagination; we were a reason for creation
And, only for being with Him, He made us, in time, to become so real.
Tower of Babel wasn’t an illusion, when people suffered tongues confusion,
God isn’t an illusion in our perfection, when His plans He wants to reveal.
We are in our Apollinian illusion, when we think that God means confusion
And our own perfectionism we try to reach in the mean time.
But in the reality of our Apollinian confusion, God is no longer an illusion.
In this ache of Being and in this agony of Becoming, He’s sublime.
To reach our perfection we sing a hymn, we need to be with Him,
Because when we are not with Him, we are in the illusion of Being.
Without transmogrifying us, to transfigure Him, sometimes, we have a whim,
Because we need to understand our illusory own perfection in wellbeing.
We try to put ourselves in His place, in order to understand His grace
We need the Dionysian illusion of Being to experience the world we know.
In both Dionysian and Apolllinian illusions, we jump to our conclusions.
We are illusory Primordial Beings creating our Apollinian powerful show.
I am this person staring back from His mirror at me, I want existent to be.
I want to identify this image with myself and to realize who I really am.
Because of my sins I lost my serenity, I have a sense of my mistaken identity.
I was His dream, I am His child and for saving me He sent me His lamb.
Everyone is dreaming, but it seems that no one really believes in dreams.
One by one we need to wake up out of our own illusions of self.
The world of minds is the God's mental projection, it has interconnection.
Without this major pervasive reality, the world is not existent in itself.
The sufferings of people can be for some an illusory space, having no grace,
And they live in their own world of solely material realities without restricts.
Others believe in the world, which is non-physical and it's essentially spiritual,
They need a mental, spiritual and moral dimension to life, without conflicts.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Black Illusion
You load the dice and paint the smile upon your face
With fingers crossed you switch the perfume with the mace
What kind of dreams to you enjoy inside your bed
I'll face the lies and shake the evil from your head
Black Illusion
Is all I ever see
Black Illusion
I bring you misery
oh yeah
yeah
You always seem to know the answer to it all
You seem to cheat the truth and never take the fall
Your life is hollow and you simply the rules
The time will come when you will join the other fools
Black Illusion
Is all I ever see
Black Illusion
I bring you misery
oh yeah
yeah
I load the dice and fake a smile upon my face
With fingers crossed I switch the perfume with the mace
What kind of dreams do I enjoy inside my bed
You'll face the lies and shake the evil from my head
Black Illusion
Is all I ever see
Black Illusion
I bring you misery
oh yeah
yeah
song performed by by Ozzy Osbourne from Down To Earth
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We Sit And Dream
We sit and dream
what our perfect life could be,
unless we do something
about those dreams
they will never become reality.
We have to work on them
every single minute of the day,
for if we don’t
the dreams will disappear away.
My advice on dreams is
if you want them bad enough,
reach out and grasp them,
make them become reality.
21 February 2008
poem by David Harris
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Sea-dreams
Where the earth and sky collide
That's were sea-dreams are found
Sea-dreams become reality as sunrise
Grows glorious out of, aqua marine horizons
Our dream- that love is all we need
In our sea-dream moments looking beyond
Horizons we see our dreams come true, as we
Sway with loves promise in the daylight,
Holding each other, kissing each other
Sea-dreams are a reality that only mystic
Lovers know, dreams happen, and
When they do
We accept that love is
All we need, and
We few who embrace
The might and power of love
Live forever in our sea-dreams
poem by Johnoe Mc Guckin
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It is an illusion that youth is happy, an illusion of those who have lost it but the young know they are wretched for they are full of the truthless ideal which have been instilled into them, and each time they come in contact with the real, they are bruised and wounded.
quote by W. Somerset Maugham
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