The ILlusionistA Poem by toby thomasOnce upon a time there was an illusionist Dark Lamdell
“Demon” Ricks. Rabbit in a hat, colored threads, a pigeon up his sleeve
were all to him like little tricks. He wanted to change the reality and make this world an
illusion. He was deluded delusional and stuck in a maze in his head. A maze which made the world look vague. His mind was making
him an act of his own. An illusion was being played on the illusionist. He was living and playing his own life on the stage. A
living illusion of a man in despair The roar of the audience was like a trickster’s heartbeat.
He was ready for a show of his life. He took his last breath on the stage but was it for real.. a
trick an illusion or moved his death into a dream. You won’t know as it was just another magic trick. © 2014 toby thomas |
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2 Reviews Added on June 18, 2014 Last Updated on June 18, 2014 Authortoby thomashyderabad, IndiaAboutI am just a beginner at this. I write cause i like it. more..Writing
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