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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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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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
poem by Villiamor Calventas
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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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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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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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The truth of history
If an ass is called a horse
By the mighty or majority,
It stands, the ass turning horse.
That is history where
Truths are buried more
Than the lies uncovered.
12.07.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Our lies reveal as much about us as our truths.
quote by J.M. Coetzee
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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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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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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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All significant truths are private truths. As they become public they cease to become truths; they become facts, or at best, part of the public character; or at worst, catchwords.
quote by T.S. Eliot
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Promote Peaceful Resolutions
world is silent people sleeping
yet in silent night vision creeping
universal truths are still peeping
in silent nights truth is stalking
prophet minds are peace waking
reveal crime tragedies quaking
nights are silent in half truths
yet the silence is speaking so
loudly tonight so many words...
the purpose of real prophets
is to reveal God's warnings
promote peaceful resolutions
poem by Terence George Craddock
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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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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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Half-Truths
Those half-truths told have one intention,
To entertain the ones known...
Who will feed on those half-truths,
To create a reality of their own.
Only to eventually oppose that which is real,
With a confronting of it as unbelievable.
And disbelief has been shown,
To be an unavoidable opponent.
'Do you promise to tell half-truths?
A hint of them?
Or none at all?
And be specific.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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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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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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Not All Truths Are Sweet
to sweet truths we toast
we clink the glasses
of clarity for they are
those that make us so alive
and those that make us fly
like blithe spirits
in the vast blue skies
but not all truths are sweet
those that are bitter
are also placed on our tables
and we too shall drink
them
but how?
shall i like you die
in an instant? without
bidding goodbye
to our loved ones?
no. I must take these
bitter truths
like i am a man
responsible
to a world of
compromises,
i too, i know, must
drink the bitter potion,
but slowly and gently
enough to
immunize me from
the venoms of stupor
& eventual death
gentle to myself
these bitter truths
cannot kill me
but must make
me stronger
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Charade in Review
`
The masks we wear, to us are given,
assigned to us before our cue.
The choice is ours to reveal or hide-
A grand charade with many a clue.
Would you be this or be you that;
Is it surfaced or is it hidden?
Not all secrets are lies or deceit,
Our view of others we must widen.
The genuine heart will itself reveal
Its spots or stripes are where they're at.
The lot of what we think we see,
provide but circumstantial caveat.
We often discard what eyes can't see;
Too often distrust what hearts conceal.
The masquerade of life continues,
Its colours and shapes our truths congeal.
`
poem by Frederick Kesner
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