Masks of Deceit
In a world of masks and feigned embrace,
I walk a path through falsehood's
endless chase,
Surrounded by faces, all cloaked in
love's attire,
But beneath their masks, the flames
of greed conspire.
They speak of love with honeyed
words so sweet,
Yet, beneath the surface, their
intentions discreet,
Each time my salary arrives, I'm
filled with dread,
For the vultures gather, waiting to
be fed.
They come with smiles, their hands
outstretched,
Their feigned affection, carefully
fetched,
They promise loyalty, they swear
they care,
But all they seek is riches, unfair
and rare.
I yearn for bonds that transcend
mere gold,
For hearts that cherish, not ones
bought and sold,
I offer what I have, with hope
sincere,
That one day, true loyalty will
draw near.
But as the months go by, the
pattern repeats,
Their hunger for my wealth, a
voracious beat,
I give and give, until there's
nothing left,
And in their eyes, I see a
heartless theft.
Yet, still, I cling to hope, though
it wanes,
That one day, love's truth will
break these chains,
That loyalty will rise above the
lust for gain,
And in their hearts, true love will
reign.
For beneath this weary facade, I
stand strong,
Resilient in the face of deceitful
throng,
I yearn for love that's genuine and
pure,
A love that's steadfast, strong,
and sure.
I'll keep my faith, though the
world may deceive,
In search of love, I'll continue to
believe,
That someday, authenticity will
rise above,
And I'll find true loyalty, a
treasure trove of love.
- Chippy Mohan
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