Truth And Lie Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

Telling pristine pure truth, I still price pay,
He lies all along and still gets away.
While I nurse my wounds ever so quiet,
Triumphant bully like a tom cat,
And victorious he walks vain-glorious way.
So goes this cat-mouse game—
Me in blame, me in shame,
Yet, with feelings so hurt he sighs all day!
Truth and lie long married,
Both seem to be harried,
Bear and grin, for, there seems no other way.
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Between husbands and wives a cat-and-mouse game goes on for long. Fun is: both feel victimised! And there seems no way out.
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Tongue-in-cheek | 08.07.18 |