by Meena Krish   Jul 30, 2009

spread like fire
giving no chance to explain.

Lies hail with a wide grin
reveling in pleasure.

It burns all truth
leaving behind

footprints of disgrace.

A clouded life shrouded.

In the mists of shame and anger,

a distressed heart is unable to...

break free,


or find solace.

Eyes have no rest from pain.


When will it end?

When will lies cease to exist?

When will truth show itself and crush these rumors?


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  • 8 years ago

    by anand singh

    I feel your pain as I myself had been the subject of rumors and untruth.
    There are many who thrive on spreadding rumors and twisting the facts.I believe these types of people are the lowlife's who get some sort of personal satisfaction through this.
    You penned this nicely though it's sad.
    Keep up the great work my friend.

  • 8 years ago

    by cataclysmicSoul

    Incredible work; really enjoyed reading the poem, and the words used are excellent to describe how quickly rumours spread
    well done

  • 8 years ago

    by End Of Eternity

    Now this one is a thought provoking piece and i loved it a lot. Great theme executed perfectly. Great write

    all the best and take care

  • 8 years ago

    by Cindy

    Your words have always moved me. This poem was no exception. Rumors kill so much.
    Excellent piece.
    Love Cindy

  • 8 years ago

    by TJ Arizona Eagle

    Rumors are the poison that gives gossip the power.
    I like the random style , and you wrote something that everyone should read and think over.