Lured into One’s Den

The den lured into again
This time no longer luring
But being lured
By oneself into oneself
Having its own game
Entangled in insanity
Thinking there’s someone
Yet a mere delusion
Of maya doing its perfect job
Of luring being lured
Of storyline simply meaningless
Yet unrealized
The game perpetuates
Suffering, self beating
For something yet nothing
Only if only wisdom stayed
Else nothing is something
A game of deceit
A self deception
I am truly sorry
Do forgive me
I love you
To myself, for myself
For everyone…

who reads this.

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