modern lies, they ask
but may be ancient and well hid
what glows inside
and make me ashamed
and shy at my memory
was a Lie
I try to erase
in my weakness mind
your faded frame
but there she remains
in my brain,
without Gains
You know friend, just one
more Lie
that i want to write
under a blue brilliant sky
Again
how coward i was
when the time past
and I never told you
what glows and
what have life
inside me
was a lie
searching for a mend
And now become
in a obsessed quest
by a single Rhyme
that still lies
and rest
on me
Rhyme, then please
I love you
the bigger the lie is, the more admissible it is.when the lie rolls around we see even behind lie is a darker lie. great poem.~nb
what lie? what untruth? such a claim that isn't laid open. she lied about name? money? religion? gender? education? number of toes?
Lies sometimes are the one and only truth. I am exalted by your poem! !
very nice Work.in my ideas we should have the power to say our inner feelings but me my self most of the times resourt to be silent about my feelings.kind of shying or screaming feel. So nice
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
To lie is an act of hiding something, but the most Important there is the peace of soul, and when a chance comes we need to choice on a two options either we lie or not.