Beautiful lies
Take us on the wings of might
Towards the skies infinite
To drop us on the heaps of truths laughing to no end.
Brutal truths lie deep buried.
When beautiful lies
Get painted on a marvelleous canvas of light
Against the background in twillight.
Barren truths are often ferried
To the lagoon of a magical fantasy.
Beautiful lies are narcotic
And many are addicted to their delightful charms.
In the dark chambers of truth told in vain
One may lie unseen and unheeded often
But there will flash across his face
A smile that has the fragrance of a thousand lilies.
Still under the thick blankets of beautiful lies
Why we want to sleep for yet another light year?
Listening to the cradle song sung by an army of liars
A hundred new borns begin to smile at sweet lies.
Madam Valsa, the poem is discussing only a hypothetical problem that way. Yes, I accept when the final judgment itself is not perceived within the near future, who is there to judge the truths and lies? Thank you Geetha and Tirupathi sir...
It often happens that brutal truths are buried while many are lured by seemingly true lies! ! But as long as we fail to distinguish between lies and truth, who can sit in judgement?
Beautiful lies and brutal truths are plenty in society. We still sleep under this blanket. That is the irony.
Many hearts have perished Hiding some brutal truth inside There may be some reason for the beautiful lies to be painted on.... They may be for good or may be for bad........ This will keep on continuing as long as human life exists. The reason is simple..... As To err is human! ! ! Beautiful poem based on fact...Loved reading it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lies lifts up hurtful truth sometimes....reason why many succumb to it!