Truth

I burn my dreams and aims

In the fire of the false truth.

What we dream is false,

What we long for is false.

Truth is what you are,

Truth is what you'll make.

We are what people want.

I always wanted to know

What other truth seekers know,

But now I do know that

That was all a false truth.

Now I got to know that

What I know is the truth.

Not what others preach,

Virtues are what we want

Yet nobody ever attained them

And they still look for them,

Disappointed in what they have.

Heart is so true to us

Yet we never ask him

What is true or false.

And live our false life.

Lives become lies

When we look for truth.

Dawn is the real truth

And so is the Dusk.

And time between is false.

For it is the suffering

Or the gladness of souls

Which is a false truth.

How false we all are!

How much we pretend

To look good to ourselves!

We lie to our own minds

Suppressing the truth

That is ceased to be risen

Bringing out our real selves.

We have some dreams

Which are also false.

For they are just dreams.

And one day, we'll wake up

To find that it's all vanished

And the Dusk is dawning again

Seizing you in the chains

Inside the darkest of caves

When you'll see what is truth.