we resort to wrong means for the sake of money or name or fame.....the realization that we need a check arises only when we loose the dearest one....
A liar on the face
A white lie beneath your lips
Licks all that comes
In the path- shame or name
And you think of gathering
Fame.
I was your friend
I was blind in the light
Of your name
I followed
I set goal
I too lied
In the way of becoming
Famous.
A crack
A sudden break
A rolling stone
Hit me hard
A dear of my dream
Moved a mile more away
Slapped me hard
Not with a hand but
With a waned relation
A connection that took its course
Long ago with less ego
The ego flowed wild
For a fight
And one night
A cross shaped
I was again alone
Lonely in the lane of life
For fake name and fame
I was the loser in this game.
Soumita Sarkar Ray
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/no-lies-6/
