Thursday, May 28, 2009

The Rainbow

How can the very eyes of the truth ...
tell a blatant lie ?

The two shadows of the same me ...
which one to trust ? ... and why ?

Denial remains ...
and so does its denial.

The neverending struggle ...
to avoid crossing ...
the invisible line.

The truth is obscure ...
deceptive ...
and perhaps as impure.

The invisible line ...
is dotted ...
to allow crossing indefinitely.

Still ... I exist as one single truth ...
magically ... perfectly ... purely.

The rainbow of truth ...
presents itself ...
in its most true form.

How can this magical sight ...
even hold a slightest of lie ?
It is only
more beautiful ...
more sublime ...
more pure ...
and even more true.

- Raghav

1 comment:

Arorah said...

You poetry is still so beautiful.