The Cartographer's dream

The hope held on,In reality the sky envisioned Stars hidden in the smoke thickened. Eyes see but no vision,held on for his own mission. All the hope searched for,was illusionised Strings thought to be holding u up,was puppeting. Look deep in the picture, there's a picture painted. The one you see is the one imagined. The one you feel is the one portrayed. The one you feel is the one unseen. The one seen is the one distant. Reality bent, it was all deception But you ran into it,what a bold affection. Dillusionised by the heart,brain imagined. Reality bent,you made to believe in it. Illustrated is all deception... _JM Pluto_