The emotional illusion of being.

The whispers hollow
from an empty heart,
behind smoke and mirrors
the reality of love
was no illusion,
but a trick played
by the mind.
Is it not,
the mind that quits
and not the heart?

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, the heart will continue beating long after the mind has walked out the door.

[barleygirl]

Nicely poetic & philosophical way to summon in the reader's mind that pesky reality of how we are first infatuated with a person, but then later, the flip side is when all that fluff blows away & we're disgusted with this fool's day-to-day. Your tone is seemingly sympathetic, with a dash of scorn . . . my favorite snarky tone (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie