You lied by telling me your mine,
You lied by telling me everything would be fine;
You lied by giving me hope when all was hopeless
You lied by giving me faith when I was faithless;
You lied, you lied to me! Now you’re just a liar to me.
You lied by telling me I am exotic
You lied by telling me I am simply fantastic;
You lied by telling me my body and mind was terrific.
You lied by telling me I was your life;
You lied by telling me I’m your wife
Yet you lied and lied, for now you’re just a liar to me.
You lied by promising me protection when I needed it badly
You lied by promising me we’ll grow old together;
You lied by faking your love for me when I was madly in love
You lied by telling me I was your soul mate when you thought otherwise;
OH My Liar! You’re just another liar to me.
liars are the sickness of love...no more hurting than being fooled by some one claim tove you..well done
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your childish anger against liers is visible here try writing iambic verses are you a novice poet but you are really good for a starter.