Pity the people who are liars,
Of untruth they are the purveyors and buyers,
They compromise their soul,
In falsehood is steeped their role,
They sink deeper into a bog of their own making,
This is what becomes of an existence based on faking,
To the highest bidder is their soul up for sale,
Of redemption they are beyond the pale,
As their ill reputation far and wide travels,
As their wretched life slowly but surely unravels,
The devil winks at them in glee
As their conscience far from them does flee!
As in their web of deceit are they caught,
Isn’t their life with misery fraught?
Arun Bhagat
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Very well said. When the foundation is based on lies and untruths, how can the outcomes be positives? The outcomes always follow the values, thoughts and behaviour.
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Thank you very much, Bhai! You are so right in saying that negative outputs can never lead to positive outcomes. That is the law of nature. But some people become such compulsive liars that they can not see even their own good. Ironical but true!
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Awesome composition! This one resonates with my philosophy… though sometimes a marathon task to sail through, with a small canoe of truth and honesty in an ocean of lies and deceit. But my canoe is surely imperishable, for God Himself is Truth. Satyam, Shivam, Sundram🙏🏻
Love these lines👇🏻
‘ They compromise their soul
To the highest bidder up for sale’
Sordid Bargain Surely for humans!
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Thanks for your very kind and appreciative response, Manjula Ma’m! If you say something and it touches someone in some positive way, your work is done! Thanks once again for all your love and affection! God bless you!
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