With every lie born on a trembling tongue,
my sharp-edged teeth, bite a piece out,
Oh, the pain of words unworthy spoken,
a battle fought, but the trust is broken,
In the mirror of honesty, I seek to find,
a bridge of grace, to mend the bind
I wish my tongue to be gentle, wise,
In the glow of dawn, where virtue lies,
for in the dance of honesty's embrace,
my heart can heal, and find its place.
Seems so hurtful and impossible that even in deaf ears it always rings. Such a deep, intense and heartfelt poem calling for truth and peace. Simply, magnificently beautiful and so touchingly sincere
Mirror of honesty and bridge of grace........Brilliant poem Asim ji.....10 + Favourite
Asim, I have NEVER told a lie! ! ! OUCH! ! ! And I have NEVER bitten my tongue! Ouch. OUCH! ! ! And I have NEVER, ever, bitten my lip! ! ! OUCH.....bri ;)
Impressive and unforgettable poem, a human gain for everyone that reads. Full marks+
Despite the teeth bitten by the tongue, they make understanding and stay together in the same cavity.But lies from tongue disturbs peace in the world.A wise tongue is good for all of us to speak the truth and sweet words. Nicely written poem.