Liar to my heart,
liar to my soul.
Liar true from yesterday
and for how longs unknown.
Liar from the first of smiles,
liar with a frown.
Liar in the space you fill,
in places all around.
Liar deep within yourself,
liar to everyone else.
Liar whom dont know whats felt,
when the weight true breaks me down.
Its not love,
its lies to me,
every time you are around.
I understand this so well... deception is a tough one to swallow... tyvm and for reviewing mine... karen
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Like the variable rhyme-scheme you employ, here...Well Done...~FjR~