A Pack Of Lies Poem by Deepak Manchanda of Delhi

A Pack Of Lies



His eyes gleamed
His forehead furrowed
He smiled a crooked smile

They said, “Your pick”

There was a crackle of notes
And a jingle of coins
He licked his lips

The ice was melting
He took a quick sip

They dealt
He played

The cigarette was stubbed
The pack was rubbed
Eyes narrowed
He shuffled

With a flourish
He dealt

The Pack of Lies.



©Deepak Manchanda
This was written in 1967

Sunday, July 12, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: game,lies,lifestyle
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This poem was written in first year of college.
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