Sunday, August 22, 2010

If writer's wouldn't lie in their tales

Truth,
A scary, igniting composition
I indite poems
for the reader to take him away
for the keeper to stray
the umbrella of false emotions
covers me and my story in shade
I loved you in my thread of words
in reality, I long to betray
Writers are liars
and readers love to be lied to
how the earth would stop to spin
if we all knew
that its existence was but a tale.

Shringi
22 August, 2010

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