Truth

Truth- its whole conquers
Rejects each intruding lie
Destroy, corrupts the wanderer
For knowledge and self,- search the world over.

In a lie deepest regret is aroused,
Can only hurt and painfully pinch....
The mind which is dishonestly led
Onward dark dangerously deeper inch by inch.

Lies- grow evil from oily stems
Killing the yellow springtime flowers
Truth - its bright flowers aflame
Who may reap but the sower ?




Poetry by vidura rambachan
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Written on 2020-04-17 at 11:19

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