Mirage

10, 000 different colours

Were presented to us,

Of things that sparkled

And shined.

Beautiful.

Delicious.

Tempting.

Tantalizing. 
 
 
10, 000 multitudes of wants.

Of physicality.

Of owning something.

And believing that we are

Able,

To own something. 
Anything.

Giving us a false sense

Of power. 
 
 
And then shatter.

At the loss of those things. 
 
 
Cry because

We are losing the ability

To control. 
 
 
When every bit of us

Is borrowed and recycled

Into the universe.
 
 
And that such power lies

Only in The Almighty. 
 
 
And those colourful

Shiny things,

Will be recycled.

Just like us.
~S.H.~