The Deception Poem by Sunny Chopra
The Deception
Ropes you think have mastered
is nothing but a minor part
A clumsy stroke on a canvas
of sustained and intricate art
What need were to be duplicitous
when at helm you held the rein
The purpose for false pretenses
innocent ignorance try and feign
Consume you would in own fury
for the failed deceitful plot
Past association often envied
now would prove cardinal blot
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5/10/2024 7:48:23 PM # 1.0.0.1119
the plot to blot! an interesting poem!