'The Lie of The Liar',
the poet says,
as lady Bella
makes another lie.
No one believes,
Every one laughs.
Such an hated person,
who sits quietly hoping
for the day.
The one day that no one
will remember which day
the lie of the liar
was discovered between the lies,
and they laughed at her
while her friends said 'Goodbye'.
The lie of the Liar
keeps it's walk,
side by side with the one who lied
and failed on hiding it's path.
The liar rushed and failed once again
to retrieve her soul,
as the city rushed to know
the newest news
where Bella failed on lying one last time.
Bella herself cried so hard,
and took her life on that same night.
'The Lie of the Liar',
the poet whispered
while the silent town
saw poor Bella walking on the bridge,
one final time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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