Confrontation

The Hope carried, the Lies accepted
The Truth denied, the Reality ignored
May be it’s the way how He lived thy life

The Confrontation of Reality was never the outcome of insanity
But is the Hope, the Lies, the Deceit for thy identity
That may be those Deceits was the only validity
That may be those Lies was the only reality
That may be those Hopes was the only sanity

But Alas!! He knew and He always did
That lies were just lies, and hopes were just hopes
The convenience of a lie, and the happiness of hopes

Confronted with reality, those hopes are gone and the broken lies
Rationality becoming his way to fill the empty voice
The luxury of the life in those lies lived are gone
The serenity of life in the hopes bewildered is lost
What remains is the depraved life and the few shattered hopes

The pain of realization of those shattered dreams may be dire
But the moment lived in the those lies were the bliss desired
Vile may be confrontation of reality, but knows now, he, the Beauty of Lies