Poornima Kanasen - A Lie

Seems genuine but not,
Questions different facets of truth,
But the truth is hidden beneath all disputes,
Left unnoticed, unattended and unclaimed,
The truth remains dormant,

In a world where satisfaction can’t be pronounced,
It dominates, it abides, and it hovers,
Feelings aren’t valued anymore,
A whole lot lays barren, spiritless,
Nothing is mere, lucid or veritable,

A lie speaks for another,
A well intentioned untruth is still a lie,
A lie is a lie,
No such thing as little lie,
Can’t be straightened, can’t be taken back
The way you yell into a forest, the way it echoes out.
You square up for your misdemeanor,

In the throes of calamity, life’s forgotten,
Untruth, a lie, stays real,
Instead of solidity and life itself,
When a lie is entrusted to us, unbidden,
Witness the threadbare of humanity…

A lie camouflages the truth,
Yet, the practice doesn’t vanish,
As forbidden fruit is the sweetest….

Poornima Kanasen

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