wordless pages of your pitch-dark blankness speaks more

   
   
   
   
for what    
are lies and not    
let me hear it from you,    
minded man, say it loud and clear-  
your lies    
   
   
you say    
to get lost in    
a "lively" world out there  
drunken in high cacophony-  
Liar    
   
   
swims your  
tadpoles, self-dirts-  
you feed in your shallows  
unabashedly preaching same  
to me    
   
   
silent  
gravels of time    
laid in lustreless words    
digs deep till the magmatic core-  
the Truth    
   
   
still, this    
synced heartmindsoul    
will listen to your lies  
or anything offered in the name    
of Love