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In Disguise


You should have, in plain words, speak
Instead of whispering gibberish Greek

From this cup of pain, you too, drink
Why pretend tis a cup that stink

Like a transparent veil, through you I did see
True Intents, stinging like a bee

Emotions have betrayed words
And now cut deeper than swords

Truth, the death this death died
Truth, the light that’s put off this light

We, off this cliff like winds fall
Dead before birth – child of ‘gall’


(C) Alan Delta ‘Grow ‎

Alan Delta ‘Grow is a writer, Poet and Thinker. He loves his own company. He’s inspired by pain and sadness, and has been called weird.‎


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