Man fears To Face Reality
It is why he hesitate to look at
Mirror that reflects reality.
He feels comfortable himself
To keep surrounded with liars
Who appreciate almost all his flavour.
No ability to bear and digest
Any criticism against his immoral activities.
He always dreams clappings
For his worst idealogy.
The cost benefit analysis
Isn't in his list.
He wants to paint dark with
Brush of light.
Hence, reality sounds
Indigestible for him.
Reality always sounds
Bitter for him.
Lie always sounds
Sweeter for him.
Composed by Tulsi Shrestha
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2019...April 11...2.59 pm
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