Falsehood Poems
The Evil Inside
by Pritha Saha
The lights are dimming outside, its time to go home, mom says
For, shady creatures walk the streets,
With drooping eyes and malicious ways.
I make my way back home, rushing through,
Evading slow traffic
And yearning for my chicken stew.
Little knowing, that the devil is right there,
Hidden behind soft smiles
......
The Evil Inside
by Pritha Saha
The lights are dimming outside, its time to go home, mom says
For, shady creatures walk the streets,
With drooping eyes and malicious ways.
I make my way back home, rushing through,
Evading slow traffic
And yearning for my chicken stew.
Little knowing, that the devil is right there,
Hidden behind soft smiles
......
