Truth is buried somewhere
Dares none to enter black hole
Mirror reflections too adding to face value
Whirlwind gulps the truth
Or throws it up battered
Either way the truth suffers
To be salvaged, decades later.
Often the truth suffers, but ultimately salvaged through time! Brief and crisp! Enjoyed!
there are always scams floating around. either way the truth suffers. true
Is dis d poem u meant? Oh yes d truth is a treasure waitin to b discoverd by those who luv truth, as shown by yor awesome gr8 poem sir!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Like it. Lies are everywhere.