maya-ma by cyclopseven

enchanting seductress
oblivious to many she remain illusory
life's actions are her treasury
without which this world is nothing but imaginary;
she seduce all with her wits and charm
devoid of her we know not of sweet and bitter;
juggling between death and life
her baits attract the good and the vile
none she tricks nor cheats
all mind plays shadow game
under her gaze
man blames her outrightly;
poor she, the sustaining ruler
who regulates the hunger and thirst
of mighty creation and dissolution
the basis of entire manifestation;
she strives ceaselessly
so man may realise her effortlessly
yet, victimised by shallow mind
man succumb into devil's mire
in pleasure she becomes invisible
wallowing in fun man blinds himself towards her
in pain she becomes visible
every eyes stares at her
Oh......you treacherous Maya
why? why? why?
I suffer.