Fixated on someone? Rahu loves illusions

Rahu’s shadow falls, a longing’s art. We fixate now, with aching heart. Illusions bloom, a tangled thread. We seek a soul, that’s long since fled. Desires rise, a constant plea. We chase a ghost, we long to see. Reality fades, a distant shore. We build our dreams, and ask for more. We cling to hope, that slips away. And find ourselves, in disarray. Can we release, this aching hold? And find a peace, the stories told? Or are we bound, to wander on? A melancholy soul, forever gone.

The mind’s a stage, where shadows play. And fixations bloom, another day. We seek to hold, a fleeting grace. To find our peace, in time and space. Yet every grasp, it slips away. And leaves us lost, in disarray. Can we release the need to claim? And find a love, beyond all blame? Or are we destined to remain? In this lonely, fixated pain.

The whispers of a troubled mind. Where fantasies, their shadows find. We seek to grasp, a distant dream. And chase the echoes, it would seem. Yet every quest, it leaves us bare. And fills our hearts, with deep despair. Can we find freedom, in the still? And break the chains, that bend our will? Or are we trapped, in endless night? A melancholy, fading light.