![]() Expectations: Disguised illusionsA Poem by Floating on the feathers of a dandelion![]() A friend said my expectations are nothing but illusions. He rendered them to be very illusory which basically made me write this...![]() Fancy illusions, Thus are my expectations named, They are demons of imaginations beckoning insanity within, Compelling thoughts of ever-intangible happiness, Thoughts, just too fatal. But the same friend re-phrased it, and said thats not what he had meant Fancy illusions, Thus are my expectations named, They are angels of imaginations beckoning sanity within, Compelling thoughts of ever-intangible happiness, Thoughts, just too sublime. © 2008 Floating on the feathers of a dandelionFeatured Review
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3 Reviews Added on June 30, 2008 Author![]() Floating on the feathers of a dandelionUnderneath blueeeeeeeeee sky, IndiaAboutHmmm.... About me ?!?!? I am what i would have wanted myself to be, i am a butterfly when i want to tickle the flowers, i am a bird when i want to compete with the flecks of cotton, i am the river whe.. more..Writing
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