Seasoned As Truths
Truths and lies are flown in the sky.
Their flights are from the wind they take.
Truths might hit dunes and go buried.
Lies might reach towers and stay there.
What stays in scriptures and epics,
What stay in histories and legends
And what remain from hear-say
Can be the lies seasoned as truths
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Truth Are Lies.. Lies Are Truth..
speak your truth from your quivering lips
but also your lies comes through them..
your half lies are also your half truths
yet your half truths are also your half lies
what shall you talk about them if your thruth are your lies
and your lieas are your truths
then this world would be filled of noise
being lies and being the truth
until all of us will be lost
what to believe and follow
will it be the half lies
or the half truths?
which one is to choice
the truth is yours but also are the lies..
so let us all live with he truths and the lies
within our hearts within our minds
till we are lost in a maze of half lies and half truths
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Beautiful Lies
Beautiful lies
Take us on the wings of might
Towards the skies infinite
And then dropp us on the heaps of truths-
Brutal truths buried.
Beautiful lies
Get painted on a marvelleous canvas of light
Against the background in twillight
And then shed the shadows of truths-
Barren truths ferried.
Beautiful lies
Send the beams of delight
In the dark chambers made of granite
And then surmount me with truths-
Nightmarish truths married.
Still in the thick coats of beautiful lies
I veil my frame when the Sun is on
And in the cradle of their rhymes
I find my sleep when the Fun is gone.
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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Truths buried
In an allegation, lies are held true,
And in contention, truths are held false
When they are beyond verifications.
Truths buried are more than lies exposed.
10.12.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Lies are held as truths
History is full of lies,
written by winners.
Scriptures are full of lies,
written by hypocrites.
Epics are full of lies,
written by oppressors
Romances are full of lies,
written by perverts..
These are full of truths,
we are led to believe.
09.08.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Truths and lies
When truths reveal and prevail
Many heads will roll down,
Including the revealers.
The buried truths outnumber
The established lies.
16.04.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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My Lies
i know that you know
that i have been making lies to you
but i know that you know that
my lies are sweet
sweeter than truth
lovelier than
what had been keeping
you so unhappy
and so we are taking the risk
of loving
throwing away all our possibilities
catching up
with what is there at this moment
now
when we undress our bodies
and see for ourselves
the more beautiful part of our
naked truths
my lies my love
are sweeter than truths
that never made you smile
in all your
life.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Riddle...
if only
you did not lie
i could have written more
perhaps
more truths than we
can bear
but since you tell the
biggest lie today
despite the
warnings
i guess, i have to
quit
for lies do not interest me
anymore
i have more that you can
ever tell me
in fact i live in the house of
lies
play in the garden of
lies
eat on the table
have breakfast
drink from the glass
and satisfy myself
with a burp
all lies, all lies,
those lilies of the fields
floating on the marshes
tadpoles and
mosquitoes
snakes and rats
these are the only truths
we have
in this predator-prey
world
dog eating dogs
cats befriending mice
heavens
compromising with
root canals.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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We are friends, of course.
When you speak about yourself,
You mix truths with appropriate lies.
When you speak about me to me
You hide truths with pleasing lies.
07.01.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Sad And Painful Truths.
most truths hurt.
they are not guests.
they stay permanently.
they have needles and threads and fingers.
they sew your lips.
there is blood in your hands.
you cannot complain.
no matter how you shake your brain
to forget
these sad and painful truths stay.
they are bats on the branches of your trees.
aphids on your leaves.
soon these truths kill you.
and then
they all set you free.
gratitude comes at last
before you even say it.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Disappointment
My enemies triumph over me
I am humiliated everyday
Their lies are there and I am put to a loss
They win
And they progress
As I lay here silent in all my disappointments
Helpless
Weak
And dying,
And I ask my God why? What did the truth lose?
And why are the lies displayed as truths?
Why are my detractors laughing on my defeat?
What did you abandon me?
Why?
And then I go away bringing a bitter heart
Alone, without you my God
I know I cannot survive
But I have never felt your presence
Never
Forgive me for telling you what I am feeling
They are the only truths I have now
My only comfort
My only guide and companion.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Truth and Lies
Is the truth beyond our lies,
Say what you want,
Watch what you say,
For our hidden lies, we must pay.
In the darkness of the night,
In the brightness of the day,
Truth and lies have gone astray.
Does your truth contain a lie?
Black as coal, the midnight sky.
Truth will shine,
It is the light,
To tell the truth,
With a soul so bright.
Is truth defined just in the mind?
In the Prince of Darkenss lies defined.
Love of the truth will scorn the Devil,
Our truth must stay at our highest level.
Of these shortcomings,
Are we aware?
That we speak of lies so unaware!
Every lie turns the truth aside,
Our secret truths, we sometimes hide.
poem by Philip Lore
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N4
my theory lives thru
as you have said it: these are all lies
lies and more lies
and you know them all to be lies,
but as you said it,
you begin to understand the truth
beneath these lies
a layer of grass
another layer of flowers
another layer of clouds
beneath is the niche
burying the nuggets of
my own wisdom, how i live my life
and justify it later
before God, shall all lies be
truths
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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There are no whole truths: all truths are half-truths. It is trying to treat them as whole truths that plays to the devil.
quote by Alfred North Whitehead
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There are no whole truths; all truths are half-truths. It is trying to treat them as whole truths that plays the devil.
quote by Alfred North Whitehead
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Truths Introduced Have Come To Stay
It is no longer what 'you' want to accomplish,
That is wished to erase those consequences faced.
Those consequences to be faced,
Are here to stay.
Truths introduced do not fade away.
The picture you view is much broader today.
And the players behind the scene once kept unseen,
Are increasingly getting impatient...
With facts being disguised as temporary discomforts.
Or little 'white' lies unmasked to expose one's innocence,
To unfold!
It is no longer what 'you' want to accomplish,
That is wished to erase those consequences faced.
Those consequences to be faced,
Are here to stay.
Truths introduced do not fade away.
To continue the doing of those same games to be played.
The picture you view is much broader today.
And the players behind the scene once kept unseen,
Are increasingly getting impatient...
With facts being disguised as temporary discomforts.
Or little 'white' lies unmasked to expose one's innocence,
To unfold!
Truths introduced do not fade away.
Not today.
Truths introduced have come to stay...
And,
Enlighten.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lies
Lies
Are more popular than flies.
Lies are everywhere.
Lies can turn into cancer
After a while.
The world is infested by these vile
Creatures, which are constantly
Changing. Lies run freely,
Because they rule,
They kill, and they fool
Kings, queens, and dictators;
Popes, pastors and doctors.
The blind can see the lies.
The deaf can hear the lies.
The dead can feel them,
But they will say nothing.
The Poets cannot fathom,
Why everyone is afraid to ring
The bells, to denounce this phenomenon.
The mirror does not lie,
This is a sine qua non.
Remove the pie,
Get rid of the disguise,
To come out clean
Of the lice and the lies,
Which are more popular than the flies.
Look around and listen.
We are inundated,
We are surrounded
By a slew of lies,
Which hurt more than the truths.
Lies are fabricated proofs,
Which behave like viruses,
That are slowly devouring
The fibers, the heart, and the calluses
Of the inebriated King.
Lies are everywhere,
Inside and outside of the mirror.
poem by Hebert Logerie (March 2012)
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The Truth Lies
The truth lies
Somewhere between halve truths
And white lies
The truth lies
Between excuses
And alibis
The truth lies
Somewhere between you and I
The truth just lies
poem by Brian Kilpatrick
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There Is Something You Need To Know
in my lies
are hidden truths
in my fiction
lies realities
the characters
are real
speaking their lies
and deceptions
the plot
goes awry
the tone
a monotone
and i,
as the author
still thinks
about
a happy ending
there is
something
you need
to know
more
i am always
there
but keep on
reading
and understanding
after
all, i could be
yourself
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Truth Defined…
Truths not what happened yesterday
Historians have a way of telling lies
Truths not how the future wants to play
Uncertainty can’t be tamed or organized
See the truth in every moment
Truth thrives in the “Here n’ now”
You will find to your amazement…
Truth has no need for “What or how”
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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Do You See My Truths? .....
naked shall you see me
dressed in twilight
do you see the truth in me now?
you are wrong
for my thoughts are still covered thickly
and each letter
still tries to conceal what my words
shall try to speak
everyday i write the words
the poems that you read
do you claim to see the truths in me now?
you are wrong again
for what i am still belongs to those
unspoken
and in my silence i shower you
with its emptiness
do you see my truths now?
you are wrong again
my silence does not speak everything
there is still the hush of the wind
the chimes of wood and metal
this silence runs and does not stop
and you flag it
and talk to it
do you hear my truths? do you see them now?
you are wrong again
for i have buried all of them in their niches
when you open each
you will find no door
when you go over the windows
you will see what truths might still be there
those dried petals of a rose
those letters with words faded like sunsets
those broken pieces of porcelain and glass
those jigsaw puzzles still
unfilled
those chains with missing links
those buttons that do not fit
do you see my truths now?
i agree, on those dusts, they have now become yours
visible to the caution of
your heart.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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