Wake up!!

I wake up every morning
From reality, I wake up to illusion
From truth, I wake up to lie
From self, I wake up to being selfish
From faith, I wake up to reason

I wake up every morning
To adorn an invisible mask
Of a person known by my name,
To accomplish the tasks
Of an artist vying for fame

I wake up every morning
As fresh as a fresh flower's odour
Knowing that I'm a day older,
As zealous as an army's recruit
Knowing the ultimate truth

Still, I wake up every morning
Not 'coz I'm a programmed bot
Not 'coz I'm an intelligent crackpot
Not 'coz I'm the clown of a circus
But, 'coz I'm here to serve a purpose

My First poem........

Filling the Voids

Penning down my inner voice
Of Whose eternal quest I wander
I try to fill the voids
The Voids I made, I never knew

Some voids as small
As an atom's free space
Some voids as big
As the celestial space
Some voids as clear
As the cloudless sky
Some voids as dim
As a moonless night

Wondering, had'nt there been voids
What life would be
Wondering, had'nt there been spaces
What music would be

I make a clueless conclusion
Is my life of voids?
Or am I void of life?
Whatever it is,
I got to fill the voids........

PS : this is my first poem, I wrote it after putting a night-out, which triggered the writer in me, and hence it shall be the prologue to my cerebral dossier.