The Truth.....

 

Draw the Truth from the depth of the Lips
Chisel the thoughts and carve the truth into the minds...
Stand at the doors of the tear but never to wear
The truth covering the truth,
A shout in silence dancing to the chords the time plays...
Feeble heart of mind requiring the proof of faith
While the Devil laughs with loathe...

Every run fishing the breathe out
Till the conscience runs out of sight...
As the prayers disappear like a robber in silent nights
Never to be found carrying all the rights
Neither Love nor Hatred to destroy the moral soul
Like the Virgin Bride dedicated to the One above !!!

Until the pen runs out of thoughts,
Withering in search of the secret poetry...
Questioning the answers treasured from the past
Knowing that the Worlds are round wrapped up in the same old thoughts, and will be lost...
Surfing on the tides of fate to reach the unending sight !!!

Treasure it as the keepsake,
Bury or burn it for its not fake
The secret poetry born at the death of every word...
While the soul runs out of tears in silent prayers,
Burn it as an incense to the Lord !!!