He was <br />Shabbily dressed, <br />Gloom <br />On his unshaven face <br />Pain in the eyes <br />He entered my chamber <br />Politely asked for a <br />Ten-rupee note <br />To buy medicine for his <br />Ailing wife <br />Without thinking much <br />I gave the note to him <br />After few days <br />He came back again <br />With the same story <br />Another note <br /> Was given to him <br />By his third visit <br />I came to know <br />He was an imposter <br />Concocting false stories <br />To collect money <br />I yelled at him <br />Asked him to go away <br />Refused to give <br />Any money <br />He smiled and said <br />Now you know the truth <br />However, <br />I need the money <br />You have to give it to me <br />Other wise <br />I shall go on the road <br />Shout on the top of <br />My voice <br />You call yourself rich <br />But you are the <br />Biggest miser <br />On the earth <br />Who does not have? <br />Even a Ten-rupee note <br />To help an ailing lady <br />I am a popper <br />Nobody knows me <br />However, you shall <br />Lose your prestige <br />In my heart, I cursed him <br />My prestige was on stake <br />Lie would win over truth <br />In sheer disgust I gave <br />A hundred rupee note to him <br />Requested him to please <br />Spare me <br />Do not bother me again <br />11-03-2012 <br />345-78-03-12<br /><br />Dr.Rajendra Tela,Nirantar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lie-would-win-over-truth/
