If The Eyes Could Lie Poem by Karan Tripathi

My heart,
The house of cards
Alive on the solace of lies
Holding on,
The faith within
To relive the meaning of ties.

Our vows,
A juvenile memory
Subtly partially forgotten
Still nourishing, though,
This aged affection
With melodies so tauten.

Deep beneath,
That sanguine smile,
I sense you’re wrestling soul
Wishing hard,
That I shall fall
To the beauty of the mole.

Walking down,
The path alone,
Thinking what went wrong
Why; the dastard winter
Lasted so long.

I wish,
My eyes could lie,
To quieten the screams within
To suffice
This wailing heart
By the comfort of subtle sins.

I know,
Your eyes can’t lie,
Can’t sugar-coat your love’s pills
The truth,
Of our salient eyes
Is the happiness which kills.