Little link who thinks he thinks <br />Is man whose game is soon forgotten <br />Finite term to berth birth inks <br />Extended lease proves parchment rotten. <br /> <br />Idyllic love is mirage shown <br />So often that the picture painted <br /> <br />Overrated proves, seed blown - <br />Now here, now there, with toxin tainted. <br />Leaf falls aground for love besotten <br />Years' tears on mortal skating rinks <br /> <br />May stumble fourscore fears till cotton <br />In winding sheet swathes pallid stinks. <br />[R]AGE little serves, what joys are earned <br />[P]LAY till stage spotlight's eye is turned.<br /><br />Jonathan ROBIN<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-is-only-mirage-play/
