<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=372775" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Lie would win over truth</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">He was <br>Shabbily dressed, <br>Gloom <br>On his unshaven face <br>Pain in the eyes<br>He entered my chamber<br>Politely asked for a <br>Ten-rupee note<br>To buy medicine for his <br>Ailing wife<br>Without thinking much <br>I gave the note to him<br>After few days<br>He came back again <br>With the same story<br>Another note<br> Was given to him <br>By his third visit<br>I came to know<br>He was an imposter<br>Concocting false stories<br>To collect money<br>I yelled at him<br>Asked him to go away<br>Refused to give <br>Any money <br>He smiled and said<br>Now you know the truth<br>However, <br>I need the money<br>You have to give it to me<br>Other wise <br>I shall go on the road <br>Shout on the top of <br>My voice<br>You call yourself rich<br>But you are the <br>Biggest miser<br>On the earth<br>Who does not have? <br>Even a Ten-rupee note <br>To help an ailing lady<br>I am a popper<br>Nobody knows me<br>However, you shall <br>Lose your prestige<br>In my heart, I cursed him<br>My prestige was on stake<br>Lie would win over truth<br>In sheer disgust I gave <br>A hundred rupee note to him<br>Requested him to please <br>Spare me <br>Do not bother me again<br>11-03-2012<br>345-78-03-12</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Nirantar+Dr.Rajendra+Tela">Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=372775" data-title="Lie would win over truth de Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela" data-description="He was Shabbily dressed, Gloom On his unshaven face Pain in the eyes He entered my chamber Politely asked for a Ten-rupee note To buy medicine for his Ailing wife Without thinking much I gave the note to him After few days He came back agai..."></div> </div> </div>

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