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THE TRUTH PREVAILS

THE TRUTH PREVAILS.......

The truth always wins,
And lying is a sin.

The truth prevails inspite all fears,
Truth always wins, it's crystal clear.

The truth prevails inspite all lies,
Truth is immortal, it never dies.

Being truthful in all walks of life,
Isn't that easy as it may look like.

Truth is always the purest speech of soul,
While sometimes in life we need to lie to get problem solved.

Being truthful is not everyone's art,
Truth is a beautiful start.

A truth is honest and fearless as well,
Telling a lie is like a cursed spell.

Lying is a habit for many people now,
Truth is perpetual, they don't know.

Some day the truth will replace the lies,
And nothing will be left than sorrowful sighs.

A thousand lies can be framed,
But at the end only truth is proclaimed.

------- RAJALAXMI BEHERA

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I hope everyone is doing well.
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  1. Absolutely intellectual concept 🐱😊. Love the way you spread your concept through poems . ❤️

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  2. The more you become mature the more you start believing in the saying:
    "सच बोलो, सुखी रहो।"
    Like being genuine in every situation is all what you need to make life easier & happier! And unnecessary drama always makes life more complicated though.
    your poems always inspires me to try becoming a better person in my life!
    I'm so thankful to you 😇

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  3. Outstanding ❤️❤️❤️

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