How Truth Should Lie

we wrote a poem once, he and I, pondering how truth should lie
five and a half verses, adding up to six, computing how truth should lie

we wrote in the winter, in the heat of youth, quills dipped in twilight wells,
couplets on hunger, faith and death, questioning how truth should lie

the world lay like an old jigsaw game, half its pieces lost over time,
we stripped words to fit the empty shapes, realising how truth should lie

but the wind carried the cadaverous stench of failure from fear to fear
the unspoken held its puckered nose, decrying how truth should lie

together we sat, he, the poem and I, and a moon with its silver mask,
filling days into burlap sacks of night, accepting how truth should lie

while real tomorrows switched places with refurbished yesterdays

lies showed how to frame the truth, declaring how truth should lie.

 

In Ghazal form
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42 thoughts on “How Truth Should Lie

      1. I wasn’t familiar with the term “ghazal” so I looked it up. I tend to write in free verse most of the time, but the parameters of writing within a specific form can offer its own inspiration. Thank you for introducing me to this one.

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      2. Most welcome.. I prefer free verse too, venture into form occasionally. Ghazals are commom in Hindi and Urdu in this part of the world, but I was tempted to attempt one or two in English after reading Agha Shahid Ali who makes it look effortless.

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      3. Some poets and writers do manage that, don’t they? To make it look effortless. I’m not familiar with his work, but I know I’ve seen his name. I’ve just looked him up and bookmarked some pages to read later. Thank you for the recommendation.

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  1. The ghazal form is very challenging, but you acquitted yourself very well. I also like the way it starts off almost playfully and then gets more complex and even slightly melancholy or sinister as we progress.

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  2. I had to look up ghazal too – and you have done it justice.

    As to your theme, how true this is. Sometimes we lie to make the truth palatable…
    Anna :o]

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  3. One thing I really like about the ghazal is the development of a phrase. You’ve conveyed so much through changing a verb. I also like the anecdotal tone – it’s cosy and familiar, a shared experience.
    I particularly love ‘quills dipped in twilight wells’ (wonderful sounds and imagery), ‘the unspoken held its puckered nose’, and ‘a moon with its silver mask, / filling days into burlap sacks of night’,

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  4. I specially admire the refrain of this verse: ealising how truth should lie- Seems a fitting response to the lies we read in the media ~ Thanks for joining us ~

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  5. Such a powerfully penned poem, Rajani šŸ™‚ especially love; “the world lay like an old jigsaw game, half its pieces lost over time, we stripped words to fit the empty shapes, realizing how truth should lie.”

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