! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! *** I May Not Tell You Truth ***! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Poem by Dr subhendu kar
! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! *** I May Not Tell You Truth ***! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
To whom should I ask for truth
Quest has its own array of dissolution
change seems to be art of nature
as time changes from dawn to dusk
mystic shadow reasons to reason myth
to whom should we ask the reeling truth
love lies hidden under unreachable quest
cloud seems to riffle in deep darkness
soul swells by love’s whispers
even deep wounds heals up by resilience
passion finds its room of own rhythm eclectic
heart intones by blue from heaven
secrets of sweetness oozes from within
mist of rain sizzles across veil of desire
own ness loses its strength of innocence
sacredness overlays allusion by deferring
night seems to redeem being enlightened
summer yet follows winter by cycle
skin knows reeks of change by age
dusk happens to happen inevitable by mystery
don’t ask me, I may not tell you truth
this poem is really touching.....very beautiful.....10 all the way
Interesting not to say scheming poem. The topic isn't simple and the title is already forecasting his mystery. The author is writing: 'and May of Notes YOU TRUTH Tell' what he/she is marking, that searches little will give. If it isn't possible to tell the truth, possibilities of discovering for her are being closed I am being put reflection, that true, is often so incredible that it is positively hard to believe it. And what's more there is a truth - real :) People sometimes want to believe in the lie... it is also a truth, at least paradoxical. 'I cannot tell the truth for you...' - and here, the reason of this statement can about it convince us that it is also a truth. True, it has different 'shades', different 'faces'. Whether we want it whether no, remains the truth. I like to read you, because your poems are inspiring and they are stimulating the 'grey matter' ;))) (10v) Greetings. Maria Barbara Korynt
well the author is very wise to make a poem like this..readers will have all the chances to think what is inside it...and the truth is ''how can i tell you the truth''....no one can tell the truth except the words and the lines written in this poem..they are the only accessoriy for this crime lolz...i lav this..this is another game of mind..whew...so difficult not to tell the truth dear Dr Kar, , , lavs it, , naizz
In situations where mist are gloomy And breezy, truth that you never see In lucid streams or rivers…unearth it self In the haze capriciously like treasures Of gold; buried, forgotten, untraceable In years of its existence: Frontiers of mind Truth is mystifying, wearing diverse mask Colorful and crucial to our circadian lives Exploration goes in discovering truth As truth is an ocean sky in subsistence May known to man, curtailed however In deliberations all ends not in a period Long journey of questions hover still In air as man concluded it with thus Truth is all falls in belief and not in science After reading several poems coming from poets friends I was inspired to make my own version of TRUTH...this may seem the theme for today! Though your poem is mostly crafted well and thought out......Truth pls be clear to all.
''summer yet follows winter by cycle skin knows reeks of change by age dusk happens to happen inevitable by mystery don’t ask me, I may not tell you truth '' You should not ask for the truth but you must try to find it.Excellent poem..10+++
which verses i will choose, i may not tell you the truth..a beautiful sweet expression..and i say try to ponder the adventure, from summer born the winter..why to wonder for the rain..it is kisses of the thunder from the clash born the tender..you wrote a singing poem.10++++ ..mystic shadow reasons to reason myth to whom should we ask the reeling truth love lies hidden under unreachable quest cloud seems to riffle in deep darkness soul swells by love’s whispers even deep wounds heals up by resilience passion finds its room of own rhythm eclectic heart intones by blue from heaven
summer yet follows winter by cycle skin knows reeks of change by age dusk happens to happen inevitable by mystery don’t ask me, I may not tell you truth truth--- this thing is long forgotten in kalyug what do u say Shub A++++and 10++ anjali
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touching...flows with poetic beauty... very meaningful..thoughts touches my heart... you may not tell us the truth but your piece says it all... i like this, Dr. Kar...there is something in it that hit to the core of anybody's heart and mind 10+++++