We weave a web of illusion

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mora jawley sthawley

We weave a web of illusion
On land and seas with deception
Dreams for sleepy eyes we design
Steal our way into hearts with spells
Spring breeze we make it swing
To intoxicating ripples

Abuzz are rows of Bakul flowers
Awakened by a swarm of bees
In half formed tunes
With a few broken words
They arouse doubt and foreboding

We weave a web of illusion
Men and women we entangle
Ensnare their hearts in fantasy
They fumble their way through blunders
With many a smile, much tears

We cast a dark shadow
On the meeting of two lovers
We inflame pride and hurt
Estranged, they find true love in dreams
We weave a web of illusion