MYTHOMANIACS...
People act like they are the one
Who will be with me forever
In all ups and downs.
Swear! You people will look good in an opera,
Not in front of my eyes
As an audience;
'Cause I've never intended to watch you at all.
You show me your true colors,
It's your fault;
Still it's me who suffers in the end.
The rays of the sun sometimes gets lapsed in the eclipses,
Not always.
You wear beautiful masks of Fake and lies,
Shining and glittering like Gold,
It's a fool's gold that only you know.
Are you mythomaniacs?
This ocean of lies offers nothing,
It tried to drown me many times;
But escaped luckily.
Fate acts as an angel, sometimes.
Dear fakers!
Don't ever be in this idiosyncrasy
That I'll be under your trap always...
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SHADES
ПоэзияA series of poems describing the different shades of a person's life...