Code Of Illusion

I came I saw Sun has left bye Leaving few shadow behind Tear falls by few drops My quest as sodden when entreated Over the image less village deity And I search upon pages after pages The asphalt dusts of divine Illusion dispels By the narrow ending of the day The breath dispenses By tone earthly attired Yet I avert by the shadow When arraigned bullet or dog artless Car honks on the street in descibles Dream when intends to curve the art By virtual paints passion overhauled By assemblage of benign grace Silence peeps in when bold Withholding the vastness When I find the golden rays Locked in undertones of tea cup Deciphering the code of illusion All spaces of secret identity Listlessly baling all elated dreams I simply aspire the gleams