Made up lies

 She proclaimed his praise to feel a little special herself…..

Sometimes she praised him to hide her pain in the farthest shelf

Sometimes to prove herself worthy of this special love

Sometimes trying to insinuate like a dove…

Knowing all of her lies and its coverings

Flaunting her flight though very well aware of her clipped wings

Call her stingy but she has given away her most treasured conscience for him

Throwing the light on some wrong person she made herself so dim…

Why on earth she has to if you may say

She has to make him sound good enough to justify her own stay

Yes… don’t believe her she is telling all lies…

No man can be this fair..she is just surviving the ties

Amita Joshi