The world declares you as a distraction
a chaotic nightmare
a mirage, some pseudo-reflection
but for me, you are a desire
a serene feeling
a reason to smile

I sleep every night
with a wish to have you in my dreams
and wake up every morning
with eyes laced with your gleam

The goals,
the aspirations,
the hopes
and my schemes
all have your flair as flame
all always beacons your name

When you give such purpose to my life
how can you be a trap, a mere quagmire

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