Numb I lay, at peace in dark
Solace, a distant mystery
In dark I hide the filth within
The bright shall mar this fantasy
The death of truth the dawn of sham
I live this sham this treachery
A doze of lies now lulls me sleep
I can’t endure veracity
My thoughts enslaved by mass appeal
My soul now stripped of vanity
Conceit I search for dignity
In swells of wealth, duplicity
This heart now charred by gluttony
Rejects the truth as fallacy
There is no cure, no remedy
And ruse my only therapy
Temporarily Numb 
Beautiful writing
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Thanks mehwee
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Man,that was awesome.loved, it nice hoping the same
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It’s*
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thanks man
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Hey! I nominated you for the one lovely blog award..check it out
http://undulyunruly.wordpress.com/2014/09/01/one-lovely-blog-award/
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Hey thanks Khadija will surely check it out
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Amazing …
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Love your poem… Fantasizing thoughts while laying in the dark seems charmed. ❤ it.
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Thanks Lala Rukh, i am glad you liked it and iam really sorry i coud not respond earlier due to some personal commitment.
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Beautiful writing, though the words itched me. It’s like drowning in the web of lies, and falsity.
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Hey thanks fatima, I’m glad you liked it. I think the itch is what caused this expression, encouraging for me if you felt it to. Thanks again.
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You are most welcome. I always appreciate a good work of words. And your writings have powerful voice of its own thats enough to touch ones soul.
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