Truth is
Not only bitter
But arrogant too
Hits one more than
Any weapon can hurt
Pains more than
Any wound does
Causes hatred
Ignites fire of enmity
Many a times
Friends become foes
Foes become friends
May remain
Hidden for ages
Can get exposed
In a second
Everybody likes to
Speak others truth
Hide their own
Under heap of lies
Glitters like a diamond
When it helps one
Looks as dark as coal
When it exposes one
Strange is the
Nature of truth
Everybody says
Truth is supreme
Find it difficult to accept
When it relates to
One’s own self
Dr.Rajendra Tela, Nirantar
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