The foolish mind
Never tires
Of chasing mirages
It knows they do not exist,
It falls headlong each time
On the hard sands of desert
Only to begin anew the chase.
Fuelled by the comforting lies
Filled with hopes, dreams, prayers….
It sprints on…
With optimism
That the mirage
Might turn into reality.
Not knowing that even
Realities can turn into mirages.
The foolish mind
Falters, falls…..
But never gives up, never tires
Of chasing mirages
Nikhat Fatima
1st July, 2013
