Poetry
The Sorcery in Success of life
The spell did not turn out
To be the halo that we all need
Casting its shadow that can affect words
With power and mysterious influence
The magic that we all predict
And success they had to depict
The fantasy that we try to escape
Cuts into the soul of reality
The wars that all fight
At the cost of surviving humanity
Are we too tired to roleplay dragons of dungeons?
Do we shed the frail life with sword of insanity?
It may not seem the right time
But I guess it never will be
Wizards, elves of human mind
They troll away the real we…
But filling apart the truth that we need
Turns out to be what they all should feed
The visuals we all witness
Is nothing but entertaining trikery
When we explore the pages so real
Hit each corner blind with beer
We end up sucking away their magic
The magic that was never so near
This supernatural force that affect world
The ring to which we all dance to
My rough place in this harsh life
Stabs the pain sharper than knife
This may be stretch from reality we know
But we end up agreeing with a bow
Every Tom and Harry feels the stab was straight!
The spell was nothing but logic
How much we get tired of wizardry
Success of magic lies in ‘no hate’!
Whatever sorcery ‘Harry Potter’ may take
‘Lord of the Rings’ will be to not be fake!