lie - a one sided story none refute they blend, churn and spice up to claim stake in destroying a simply believable truth.
The magician had tricks up his sleeve He hid trinkets in its weave The rich enjoyed his show too many The poor did not find him funny Their trinkets lost, he could not retrieve.
He took a wife to make love Ended up washing her silk glove His life came to halt Took it with a pinch of salt A true story written above!
Is love forever?
I wrote this poetry an year back. Finally I hired a cook but the feelings remain the same.
Bear for me!!
This life I am a woman, next life I definitely choose to be a bear….
In this life I am a woman. In my next life I’d like to come back as a bear. When you’re a bear, you get to hibernate. You do nothing but sleep for 6 months. I could deal with that. Before you hibernate, you eat yourself stupid. I could deal with that too.
When you’re a girl bear, you birth your children (who are the size of walnuts) while you’re sleeping and wake up partially grown, cute cuddly cubs. I could definitely deal with that.
If you’re a bear, your mate expects you to wake up growling. He expects you to will have hairy legs and excess body fat.
Yup….gonna be a bear.
If only I knew where to begin, this never ending walk in time, Where every step is a crossroad, It may be belligerent, It may be benign. If only I knew the next step to take, On this gravel path, Stony yet serene, With every step I make a mistake, Unlearn some tradition, for your …