You

Lies can not be hidden.

Like an image tattooed on the sky 
it's public record
but you
tell the untruths
No
you say
I wasn't
you say

Like an image 
a sunflower that browned 
and wilted
falling to the earth below
then scattered

You have lost everything

only your untruths remain 
tattooed on the sky 

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[poddar kushal]

A feeling we often feels nowadays. We recovers and with mechanical rush leads the life and pretends to forget