I peeped into some other's world
full of concern, and loneliness, and drama
behind the veil of frosty cold
on shadowed stage of Instagramma...
I could percept with all my skin
the desperation of the knowledge
in silent cry to be acknowledged:
A theorem of love and sin.
I dived into the depths of minds,
the Universe of Conscious and Creation -
diversity, that always finds a way in every generation!
I joined the post to be a part
of swirling pictures and conceptions
reminding remidies of Art, and Time, and Nature of...
Deception