Lying Is A Sin

Lying Is A Sin

A Poem by Zoe

That quiet little seven-year-old was sitting by herself,

Daydreaming about magical things; of fairies, unicorns and elves.

Busy wandering the meadows of her own fantasy-land,

What was the chaos around? She could not well understand.

Giving up on her fantasy, she stood up to look around,

And saw her classmates gathered, all staring at the ground.

She went up to them and scrutinized the centre of attraction,

Alas! Saw an injured bird, she’d better take some action!

Her mind in a state of commotion, she didn’t know what to do,

She saw a stone beside, that, maybe, at the bird someone threw.

Without giving another thought, she picked up the bloody stone,

The teacher watched from a distance, her presence was unknown.

Quick as a wink, the teacher approached the scene of crime,

Dragged the poor girl to the principal, without wasting any time.

“I didn’t harm the bird, sir!” said the thick-skinned.

The principal replied with a vacant expression, “Lying is a sin!”


That quiet little seven-year-old was walking home by herself,

Daydreaming about good things; of love and books in her shelf.

When all of a sudden her eyes fell upon a beautiful rose,

She ran towards it and sniffed it through her nose.

Seeing the flower’s half-withered leaves, her bold heart did melt,

Her bottle in her hand, to water the pretty bloom, she knelt.

She held the rose still, preventing it from swaying in the breeze,

And then, at the very moment, her hand someone squeezed.

Out of nowhere emerged the care-taker of the alluring flower,

Noticing her actions, at the girl he glowered.

“I am watering the flower, sir!” she said with a nervous grin,

Glaring at her in disgust, he replied, “Lying is a sin!”


That quiet little seven-year-old stepped inside her quiet house,

Remembering all those nasty incidents, a forlorn feeling did rouse.

She wanted to hide, from this world, from the sick people around,

The thought of stepping outside her home made her heart pound.

She sat on her favourite couch, tears rolling down her cheeks,

The couch soon wet with tears; oh, can someone fix the leak?

To make the situation worse, came her mother clutching a jar,

A jar half-filled with cookies; mother wore an expression bizarre.

On seeing the jar, in a flashback she went to the night before,

Where she saw her brother secretly eating cookies, sitting on the floor.

Before her mother could erupt with anger, the little girl began:

“Oh mum, you know, it wasn’t me, but it was surely Stan!”

Mother just glared; girl confused- This argument did i win?

To clear the confusion, her mother shouted, “Lying is a sin!”


That quiet little seven-year-old was crying herself to sleep,

Fed up with all those people around; how can one be so cheap?

Wasn’t there even a little trust remaining? The girl did wonder,

No- was the clear retort, the poor girl was torn asunder.

Remembering the many times she’d been lied to, the little girl whined,

Was God playing a game with her, or was this a punishment for being kind?

Knowing she was already stuck in this world for no less than a life,

Only way to survive here was through lying, cheating, killing with a knife.

The little girl was completely broken, for that who were to blame?

Undoubtedly those fools around! That night a kind soul they claimed.

Tears still dripping down her face, she could feel the pain within,

Closed her eyes, questioning herself again and again, “Lying is a sin?"


© 2018 Zoe

Author's Note

Ever felt helpless? Like this quiet little seven-year-old? All of us have gone through a time when we had to beg for others' trust. When no one believed us...did that change you? But it certainly changed this poor girl. She knew, this world was full of liars, and lying was a trick that should be mastered to ensure a happy life these days, here on earth. It is always better to have faith in the people who are dear to you. You may win an argument by lying to others, lying to yourself, but at the same time, you are losing something, or maybe someone...someone who is precious to you. So, talking about the poem, this isn't exactly the way I wanted it to be. Nonetheless, I would really appreciate it if you could take out some time to review the poem. Hope you like it. And yeah, do not change yourself for the people who do not like to see you the way you already are. Happy reading!

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Wow! Having noticed that you are only 14, I am amazed not only by your talent for writing a story in rhyme but even more so by your deep understanding of life and how a kind soul can be tarnished by those who disbelieve them and lie to them as well. You are truly gifted to be able to such a stirring tale with a moral as well.

Posted 1 Year Ago

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1 Year Ago

Thank you again :)

11 Months Ago

I agree very talented

11 Months Ago

Thank you ^^


Notnice when people don’t listen and accuse breaks a poor soul and heart a lesson we all need to learn to listen with hearing- sometimes we just need to keep believing in ourselves no matter what others tend to think and assume- chin up we’ll get there- heartfelt words🌹

Posted 1 Month Ago

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1 Month Ago

Thank you for your wonderful words here! :)
Thoughts In Time

1 Month Ago

My pleasure🌹
This is spectacular piece of writing. How innocence falls short in the face of scepticism! Makes you wonder if growing up is what makes the grown ups so sour then is it worth growing up at all? Loved the story of the seven year old, excellent flow and fabulous employment of rhetoric. Keep up the good work!

Posted 1 Month Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


1 Month Ago

Glad you liked it. Thanks very much! :)
My God, this is one brilliant poem, and this is the best poem I haven't read. I don't read many poems of any person, to be honest, I really don't have the time, but when I do, I look at yours because they are fantastic Zoe. I could read them all day and I wouldn't be bored stiff of your poetry, you are my favourite poet, I am not going to lie, this is one of your good works, and one of my favourites in the whole time I've been here on Writerscafe much, it may not be if your going to crack another one from your wonderful, creative head. I am in love with you and I am in love with your works, how can one be so creative yet wonderful, many poems at a time?

I am going to move on from my endless love from you and your poems and talk about the actual poem. I like this poem because it is emotional. The first part, you describe how the protagonist is in the fantasy-land in her head, avoiding school's bland topics, looking at the floor like everybody else, but then you put a drop of emotional writing into the poem soon after, when you describe how the protagonist felt when she had been "caught" by the teacher, and had been accused and had thought that she had done it. This poem not only shows your imagination, but also emotion and truth. This is kind of non-fiction in a way, because you are writing about how people can be accused of something that they haven't done. What makes it even more emotional, is the fact that this protagonist is innocent, and is young yet accused of something they haven't done. You put some more drops of emotion when you describe how scary the world can be from the protagonist's perspective, especially from that age, the world can really be a scary place, such as dogs barking, strangers, paedophiles, perverts, rapers, criminals, idiots, druggies. There are lots of bad people in the outside world. "The thought of stepping outside her home made her heart pound." This shows that she is fearful of what is outside, the unknown, bullies, bad people at bad times at bad places, the truth when you are young, you have the feeling of insecurity and you describe that really, perfectly. I can't put it in a simpler way, could I? Yet you put more splashes of emotion and horrible...ness? By introducing the second accusation that was said by her mother, frightening her even more than she already was which was the worst thing you could do to your secretly-unbelievably-innocent seven year old child, accuse them for something they haven't done, and it isn't fair! God, this poem is full of emotional lines, this is why I love it so much.

Once again, I will apologise for the long review, I'm so sorry, I just like your poems and I like reviewing them.

Posted 2 Months Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


2 Months Ago

Thank you so much for your extensive review! I really do appreciate it :)
You are a genius.
I love your story-telling style.
Please don't be distracted by negative things in life. Focus, keep practicing to be the best; be patient in learning and applying your knowledge; keep reading on a diverse range of subjects to broaden your mind more and more.
If you are serious and dedicated, I can see you becoming a voice for millions of voiceless people. You have a universal appeal. At your age you already have such life insight; you only can grow.
Don't underestimate your talent, skill and ability.

You Write poetry the way I love it, so natural, simple and yet so effective. Your words are touching, and without trying to impress you stay true to the context, content and concept. Like myself, I sense, you write from a place of love and truth, from your heart and soul.
You talk about the deeper things of life in such accessible way.
I love the title used as a refrain at the end of each stanza; it feels inevitable to be reached as a conclusion.



Posted 3 Months Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


3 Months Ago

Why thank you! Means much :)
What a beautiful write! The rhyme scheme is so well! Sometimes, people who do the right things are the one we often mistake as criminals. I loved this so much

Posted 4 Months Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


4 Months Ago

Thank you so much, Sonakshi! Glad you liked it :)
I loved how well you have articulated the feeling which I know everyone around the world would resonate with. We have all been there in that situation and can actually vouch for the pain and confusion that the girl goes through. LOvely write

Posted 6 Months Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


6 Months Ago

Thank you, Ashwin. Glad you liked it and were able to relate!
Very nicly written, I could relate to every word you said, so heart whelming.

Posted 9 Months Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


9 Months Ago

Thank you so much!
Very impressive, seeing you are from India and only 14 I know how hard it is to write in a second language and American English is one of if not the hardest. You have a very good grasp of the language your wording choices show and a depth beyond your years. Well done, Standing Ovation! I give it five out of five Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!

Posted 9 Months Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


9 Months Ago

Thank you so very much for your kind words. I appreciate it :)

9 Months Ago

I was being truthful not kind, I truly was impressed and look forward to checking out more of your w.. read more

9 Months Ago

Thank you again. It means a lot ^-^
after reading this poem i will never say a lie very nice to see the symposium of a truth poet thanks for the share

Posted 10 Months Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


10 Months Ago

Glad to know it helped change someone's mind for the better. Thank you for reading!
writ rajat

10 Months Ago

if you don't mind can i share it
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this is amazing! I love the way it repeats and it is so crazy that you're only a teenager, this is awesome. keep up the work!

Posted 10 Months Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


10 Months Ago

Hah, thank you so much for your kind review ;)

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