The world of illusion,
A land of lies and deceive,
It predicts nothing but the fear in others eyes.
Alas, what have we let our future become?
A world full of mistrust, and hearts filled with gloom.
Where trust is a hard thing to find,
And no one is ever truly kind.
The future is uncertain, and hope is hard to keep.
The promises we make, are false and cheap.
It's a world of deception and lies,
Where no one can truly be wise.
So let us not forget the truth,
That the world of illusion, will never be soooth.
Let's remember our past,
To protect our future, and make it last.
IF the past has been so gloomy-sounding, I think I could hope to NOT make it 'last'! ! ! ! ! ! : ) OR : ( bri! ! !
I, m not sure why you write about a 'world of illusion'. Hmm? : )
Damn PC &/or PH! ! ! Use 'deceit', not 'deceive', AND 'will never soothe' OR 'never be smooth'.
Wow, the poem 'disappeared without warning after I left part of a comment? ?
'....will never be soooth. I think you 'want': '...will never be smooth' OR '...will never soothe.' SOOTHE: '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
PS, I believe you 'want' 'deceit', not 'deceive' in line 2. DECEIT: 'the action or practice of deceiving someone by concealing or misrepresenting the truth.'