Truth is in everything
lies in all dimensions
seeing touching feeling
but keeps no possession
Truth lies everywhere
everyone says
with consciousness or by politics
all are abound to praise
Truth never be traced whole
may there be thousands try
inner admits truth lies
holding eyes high
Omnipresent Omnipotent
Father of all in the World
with that magic He plays
the game of human dolls
Truth is truth
no question no answer finds
just watch feel with that
which soul consciousness binds.
Welcome
To both one and all
From the short to the tall
I assure you my friends this question relates to you all
Cast your attention upon the 2 boxes displayed in front of you
Notice how both are clearly marked
Box 1 name is , Truth
Box 2 is label'd, Lie
Now I ask you sincerely which 1 would you rather buy
Box 1 seems bland at first easily missed
Box 2 is aesthetic with decoration kissed
That's why I believe the truth is often missed
Why deception so many choose to form a tryst
As more appealing appears the lie
Than the truth upon which it does rely
Curve on the lips pointing towards the left,
purpose in concealing smile by theft,
fear concluding the tilt dutifully kept,
sheen so sacred for the humanly unkempt,
lie defeating truth and questions attempt,
to bury secrets and the joy when you wept,
need to monopolize the time which left,
madness and intensity thoughts forget,
dependency nurtured and eyes never slept,
fate divine and destiny inept,
an act occupied for the search to wait,
lie pities truth and puts on bait,
mysteries and lies famished minds ate,
faith and ego loneliness bates,
preference of truth gifted mind hates,
appetite for imagination creates,
remoteness from object who deject,
unrequited expression to the faces reject,
fables of a drunkard enthused by intellect,
memories alive must you forget,
innocent cries must they neglect,
euphoria weaved in mystery,
occurrence of mastery subliminally,
a beam frowning continually,
answers buried faithfully,
bluffs me entirely,
uncanny riley of a smiley.
Having it all around me is so suffocating, without mercy
the truth will not prevail
I gaze at all possibilities to be free from reality at this time
time of unforgiving
If I tell, I will fail
my secret becomes a fantasy for those who fear it
Is it the truth you seek, or a dream that you have drempt
your thoughts will not conclude, only wonder
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