A maze of dream

I got  lost in a maze of reflections, believed in a non-existent dream,
Stubbornly striving for  fame and  fashion,
 I  sought for happiness through an imaginary prism.
However, the  planet consists of  tears, where every drop of the past has  its own twist.

How many extremes are  there in life where fragments of happiness are recreated  by mirror slide?
That  split in the middle of the way,  emptying and  freezing in doubts of   day,
Filling the flesh with desires to the fullest
When someone's happiness is  sweeter than coolest.

 Dream sometimes  is hidden under  the cover of  false,
And the mask of flattery is thrown off in a flop.
You let go of the thread leading  to reflection.
Fantasies are like   frozen fruits are laid in the  puzzle  of intentions,

Oppresses with despondency, not finding the urge,
Destroying the feeling of joy and enjoy.
Having filled it with emptiness that drives a wedge,
The despondency that  destroying the faith.

The stigma of despair clogs the soul,
Inquisitively, peering into the  road.
You are looking for what seemed so true,
A tear is blurred by bitterness, hiding behind the truth,
 
Those childhood dreams are waiting for you !
So follow the call of your heart, telling the truth!
And  loneliness wearing the reins,
Envying someone else's happiness behind  the days,

Enlightening  soul  in a false glare,
Adapting to temporary mores everywhere.
I dropped the impudent seal of dejection
 that  different from my routine wove.

After all, in the glorious brilliance of masks, the soul's divine facet is lost,
The fire sent down quietly fades away,and there is an edge of  questions in the day.
You whisper to your heart, naming lucky day,
And turning to the Lord of dreams for happy way.