Love, Full Of Lies - Poem by Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.
Her face is no more a moon;
Nor are her eyes twin stars;
Nor is her lock, dark clouds;
Bare are her arms, not gold.
For flesh and bone I loved.
Yet all the lies I told
Else she might call me a brute.
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