Illusions. (poem) by Peter J. Oszmann on AuthorsDen

Illusions.
by Peter J. Oszmann → (All Poetry by Peter J. Oszmann)
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Oh, where are the passions you thought would last, Where are the nights, full of consuming lust? It disappears all forever and fast, Just like the soft flesh that turns into dust. You are forced to come to the conclusion, That no matter what, it all ends too soon And it is nothing more than illusion, Just like the man on the face of the moon. Where is the wealth you accumulated, The precious possessions that meant so much? What is its worth after you�re cremated? What will be left of it for you to clutch? You are forced to come to the conclusion, That no matter what, it all ends too soon And it is nothing more than illusion, Just like the man on the face of the moon. What of happiness, what of achievement, Love and ideals, all through your life you�ve chased? It all disappears in final payment, When at the end all accounts are erased. You are forced to come to the conclusion, That no matter what, it all ends too soon And it is nothing more than illusion, Just like the man on the face of the moon. Disillusionment is always painful. Don�t try balancing on the edge of knife, Don�t chase illusions; live life to the full, Live wisely; enjoy this God given life. � P. J. Oszmann (2004) Illustration: The many effects of the Man in the Moon Illusion from stock photos. Photomontage with minor enhancement in Photoshop.

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on August 13, 2005

sagacious and spiritually stimulating ...

Reviewed by Thomas Lanechanger (Reader)

Reviewed on August 12, 2005

Poet, one can easily sift through the rivers of life and draw upon any similarities or their experiences having lived between reality or fantasy aka �illusions� and are able to hopefully come to the realization that in the end, �no one gets out alive.� I guess the moral of the poem is, �live life to the fullest while maintaining complete honesty.� After all, �life is way too short.� I enjoyed the read. Thank you for sharing it. Take care and be well.

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on August 8, 2005

Peter,

The consumate wise write, as only you can do. Provocative. Beautiful in form and verse. Thank you, my friend!

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

Hope you and your family are well.

Reviewed by C. McGovern-Bowen

Reviewed on August 7, 2005

Amen! Well said.

Reviewed by June Thompson (Reader)

so wise so wise

well done

Reviewed by Lori Moore

A wonderful, wisdom filled work.

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Peter, it is good to read the well written word. So many make their way on illusions, but in the end they are only dust in the wind. Greatness survives longer than treachery--I hope.

Ron

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Disillusionment is always painful.
Don�t try balancing on the edge of knife,
Don�t chase illusions; live life to the full,
Live wisely; enjoy this God given life.

Wise words, my friend. Love and peace to you.

Regis

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

All said quite well and can be done in six little words, "You can't take it with you!" Seems though there are those that horde wealth expecting to take it into the next life...not me, I would spend it all, leaving myself destitude, but I would have fun doing it...Ed

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce (Sandie Angel)

Hi Peter:

Welcome back! This is great poem, especially the last stanza is the one I like the most.

Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)