JIYA
Fleeing from the bona fide,
A man livin’ in a world that may fade till the night,
Yet, paradoxically,he loves its strife,
The feeling of turmoil, created by the scuffles of life,
As an escape he creates a fantastical world where he thrive.
In this realms of fantasy, he finds his peaceful mellow crest,
A place to hide from the world's loud, jarring unrest,
Where colors bloom, and dreams unfold,
And the chaos of life is replaced by a gentle gold.
The quandaries of life creates a intricate net,
That is wholly abstruse ,senseless,
Yet, its just a eccentric thread,
Woven by our thoughts that declares, we couldn’t handle the rest.
A beacon of hope is all we need ,
To outdo this arduous test,
Embrace the challenges with heed,
And Find solace in the realties quest.
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