The saint lied.
My existence, questioned.
Meaningless, I found myself,
It’s hopeless to hide.
A painted layer of lie,
Removed.
I succumb to my
Inabilities.
Severely shocked,
Cruelly mocked
by mortals...
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Today,
I saw in the mirror,
And found a perfect paradox
Of myself !!!
... The saint lied.
- Vichitra Joshi (J.Vic)
Author notes
Sometimes some people say good things about us, they many a times lie to make us feel better or make us think they are better beings, here the word “Saint”, ironically represents them !!
The poem is about, the feeling, which I undergo, when I, myself discovered the real self, which is far uglier than whatever the saints made me believe...its personal, and its about a specific case, so dont presume anything (please).
The last lines speaks the concept, when one realizes his self is lot different from what he thought he was!!
This is made from a personal real life experience...its about something that has always haunted me and made me feel weak and worthless.
And don’t worry, I know how to cope up. I would like if the readers stick to the poem and not to the author’s comment when they give their valuable critiques.
This is not a recent poem, so kindly don’t worry.
IT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH MY BIRTHDAY.
Take cares.
miss me
- Vic
Written December 18th, 2005
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bittersweet confronting poem
Lovely, somewhat painfull,bittersweet and confronting poem with your innerself...We all like to think we're totally pure and 101 percent good, we all love to believe praise even if it's hypocrite, we even like to tell ourselves little white lies cos we don't really wish to know we're not saints with a halo floating above our head...But when looking in the mirror that reflects yourself...your innerself...the mirror that reveals how "ugly" someone can be in his heart at times...brought on by certain situations...we are shocked and just wanna go blind..But it's far better to face the truth and learn to deal with it...after all we're just human beings and sometimes very much alike...We all like to think we're roses without torns..but no one is...as roses without thorns shall never exist..
Lovely poem Vic...I won't try to guess the reason for this poem..cos that's private but don't we all have reasons to write a poem like this...Realising thingslike this will leave an ugly scar in our heart, scar that's allways going to be there cos it's become part of you...however scars can be beautiful too...in a certain way...
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It's simply beautiful. This poem inspired me a lot and I wrote a little story for it in English - perhaps, someday, you shall read it
Thank's for sharing
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Omg this is a beautiful poem I understand it and what it means. It was written really well I cant wait to read more
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anouther good one.. no im not stalking you.. your poems r just really good.. though.. u already no that
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Awesome.
First, the start is amazing. The first line, I reread it a few times before even moving on to the rest of the poem. Very, very awesome start. I was hooked.
I love the rest of the poem. I love it, because I feel it.
And, thank you for commenting my poem
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Short, but very strong words you've used to pull the curtains from its rings and unmask the truth.
congrats on the selection! 
i'm so happy for you.
i like the irony of this piece, the paradox, the contrast... it's better to face the unbearable truth rather than live a peaceful lie, innit?
lub joo!!
<333333333
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mmm... nice piece of poetry. It displays the emotions of the reader. The truth behind your poem is universal. Keep writing such powerful poems. I would be happy, if you could spare your time to stamp your views on my poems.
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fantastic
Hi Vichi...man..ur piece simply rocks..
I completely understand ur words..and agree wid u..i've also had this kinda experiences..n thoughts..
proud of ya..
boletoh..dil garden garden ho gaya..
parth.
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Interesting...
I never read a poem like that before...It was good on me coming across your page and read it. Thank you for sharing....I always like your poetry...for some reason I grew fond of it....XD -
Kya dimag hain yaar..
anyways.. Yep at some or the other point one realizes and discovers ones trueself. And, you have done a gr8 job in putting that into words(peom) by elobrating that point in a specific way.
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Perfect
Very interesting. You inuit the truth, but only part of the truth. I teel you you are perfect and only struggling to realize that perfection in this life. Think on it. -
Vic this is wonderful. [yea yea so what else is new] lol. I always enjoy your work. Great job love. Keep it up. Never stop writing.
<3 Catherine -
WOW!
Wow..your work is so humbling to my work. This was very deep...and oooooooo Happy belated birthday!!!!
Kari -
The saint lied.
My existence, questioned.
Meaningless, I found myself,
It’s hopeless to hide.
i really love this beginning of the poem, this is a great write, just thought i would come and read some of your work
laurax -
thats was really really good keep up the awsum work
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hey vic...loved this piece of art..it takes a lot to put ur emotions on paper..n this ones not jus in ur case..it relates to one n all..loved the way u called the ppl who lie ..saint.quite ironical but generous of u [ ] guess at times even v hv to stand at their place..unwantingly though..
amazin tittle..n d idea of relatin it to the write up..
good job buddy..a very well depiction a phase of life n more over a bitter truth
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umm...yup
pretty words makes me thinks, i shouldn't have believed you when you said your words were just ok..oh how foolish i've been, i'm just happy i can still see your work & now i want moorrreeee -
there are times we don't like to look at ourselves...we are afraid of what we might find.
yet sometimes in life we must. interesting look my friend!
Bill
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a bandage to my wound? thank you, i needed something like this to cover up the wound done by my friend who betrayed me, this poem is indeed a recovering piece of work..it's a healing poem..it turns my soul into gold, shining like the sun!
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brill
Well I see you haven't lost your talent them, I just loved the way you capured this poem, its so very beautifull. I never thought how nice people really are to us, spearing our feelings, thanks for reminding me of these points, I think I will take more notice in what people said. Brillant
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abillionxabillion!!!
WOAH! (I didn't say "wow!" like everyone does when they don't know what to say, like me right now... tee hee...
) Anyways, this poem was great. You have a LOT of great talent. You are one special person and poet... I wish I were a poet like you! Maybe I can actually LEARN a few things from you... lol... Keep up the good work and keep letting the ink flow from your magic pen...
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Hi, has anyone told you you have a lot of talent, so I shall expect something super special from you,lol, hugs Di
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Short and SUPER-DuPeR Sweet! What you've portrayed here is one of the most bravest and strongest persona of one's deep inner core.
As 9 out of 10 would never dare speak of the flipside of what their outer shell is like and let out the the hidden feelings behind themselves...they're either to afraid or they're quite content by walking behind their own shadow.
But what you've shared with us will always be remembered from its courageous and meaninful stance...Cause' what this portrays to me is that no matter how perfect we appear, no matter how perfect we make our lives to be, no matter how perfect we think we are...the truth is we never we'll be, because that is the beauty of being human. In these short and simple words, I've capture this much...
That if there were nothing wrong in this world,
there wouldn't be anything for us to do or fix...
there would be nothing to solve, nothing to cure,
nothing to search for...
We would simply remain still forever and never evolve...
This piece indeed, gives the reader a realization and a notificataion that eventhough we faulter and act indecent, opportunities will arise where we can rectify ourselves to be better people and grow out of that dreadful state...Thanx for sharing Vic...truly touching!
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exellent
The truth hurts, and on the other hand, believing in others can truly hurt also. As I read this, It makes me think of the times i was lied to by the "saint", and the times i was the "saint". We're all human, and make mistakes, hopefully, I've learned from the hurt, given and taken, and become someone better. this piece makes the mind think...thanks for the reminder. -
Yeah, thats the title of Enigma 3 "Screen Behind the Mirror"
Enigma is my all time fav. band... i love all 5 versions of it...I hope you like enigma too, great in that case
.. lol i hardly find anyone who knows Enigma
Anyways... thanks for reading
- Vic to Signum-io -
Truthful,Beautiful
A very true insight into our own persona....Yes,theres too many complexities thats why its better to be simply true and the biggest miracle on the Earth is ourselves and the truth .The truth of us today,as we breathe and live otherwise all plans beliefs, assumptions ,ideas etc are abstract.Thats what I feel.I live today ,fullest and i fall asleep immideately,No I dont think.I hardly weigh pros and cons,nor do i ever regret,or repent.Whats true today ,do it ,And tomorrow there may be no life no me nor you,So dont think too much,lots of good wishes ,for a wonderful full life,Anji,btw The poem was truly beautiful -
I think this is a very good work. Good job on the usage and non-usage of words. I prefer mentioning that your work has that unity in it that a lot of short works though, and that's what makes it all the more powerful.
Personally, it feels like watching a suspense thriller. Certain words build up the tension, and some words just belts the surprise out on you. Very good.
PS. Your title reminds me of an Enigma 3 song. I guess you're familiar with it?
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real good
I like this,its different,its touching
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This is a great poem, Very well done. I love the concept behind it, I am not sure if I should take thos lies as good or bad. Nice writing style as well! Tink
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Oh, you are Indian? Namaste Vichitra. Kahan se ho tum? Very well written poem indeed. I see you are young, but an accomplished writer. I am glad to have met you here.
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Good write
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The moment I read it... I had a feeling that there was something wrong, not with the way you have written it but with what it is about... you see, whenever I read your works, I somehow become one with it; I get so absorbed... And of all the dark poems I've read so far, I'm proud to say this is one of the few that made a lot of sense...
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beautiful
I liked it.To be very true and not to lie I just understood it a little.Sometimes people lie before us and falsely praise us as they consider us too weak to face the realities.But the should not lie as a lie has no legs to stand upon and we get more hurt by a lie.the best way henceforth is "satyam brooyat priyam broyaat na brooyat satyam apriyam na cha brooyat priyam anritam aishah brooyadesh dharmah" means tell truth but the truth should not be harsh and pinching; also dont tell any lie which is lovely.That is the rule of speech. -
Beautiful
'The saint lied' definitely gets attention and draws the reader in.
Maybe put 'meaningless' on a line on its own to give it more emphasis since it's not only one word in a sentence, it represents a whole idea in the poem - it needs more impact on the reader and I think that would happen if it was on a line on it's own.
No comma is needed after 'lie' as the jump to the next line implies a small break in thought and the loss of the comma may help it flow better (not that the flow is bad - god i must b tired, i can't articulate my thoughts).
I like the imagery with the mirror and the perfect paradox of self.
The background really suits this piece and the writing stands out (which can be a problem with some poems).
I think this is very well written. You've used good imagery and there's a nice flow to the poem overall.
Keep up the great work.
Lillybet
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sometimes we accept which we don't want to...
did u lie in your introduction that you are 18, or you were 18 many years back...
well my dear friend, i really don't remember, but saw the name "eternalpoet" under the title allpoetry.com when i started sccanning my personal dairy... i told you i've started writing after a long time... -
I liked it... It was really good and quite truthful....Wonderful job!!!
Ayla -
hey VIC
i like you work...u say more with less...and this is a perfect example...i like how u talk of mortals
Severely shocked,
Cruelly mocked
by mortals...
it's true when u find out how u've been lied to...even that will to get over ur inabilities fails...it's a harsh time...to see urself become nothing
Good Job
Luv
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Awesome!awesome!Awesome!Awesome!awesome!Awesome!Awesome!awesome!Awesome!
Awesome!awesome!Awesome!I agree with LisiB
Very original. I too hate lies. Cant stand them! But not everyone is perfect. Some people say I'm brutally honest
But its just the way I was thaught. Sometimes when you look in the mirror all you see is a lie.And you don;t notice until you take a big look at yourself! Cruel that is
But I'm sure of myself,so I don't see a lie
Anywho lovely poem.
Keep it up!
Bye
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VIC!!! Heyyy!! As usual, awesome poem. I hate it when people lie, including myself. Lying freakin sucks...cause you start with one story and then you have to come up with another..and another and another til you get tied up in so many stories it's like a web. aghhh... but yeah, I'm done with my opinion on that...
The poem itself was very original. I mean really, how many poems are you going to find where a saint lies?
Anywayyyy..
Talk to you later!!
*hugs and kisses*
Lisi
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truth casted in a wonderful way..
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This poem is truly a dramatic excellence. Reminds me of something I read in a magazine somewhere that said that the average person tells 26 lies a day. I thought about it and realized that I tell lies all the time. When my schizophrenic daughter asks questions that must be answered a certain way or all hell with break loose, I sure as heck lie. I do it to save myself, literally. And to keep her calm. And I guess if you asked me if you look fat I would tell you that you don't, and I would hope you would do the same for me!
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great write loved this one keep clasy ~cassi haha im a poet lol
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nice poem. good write. BTW, nice name. Vichitra.
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THe whole lying to be nice thing reminds me of the question of whther or nor it is bettere to have false hope than to have none. Lying is never a good quality but I guess in the world we live in it's the dichotomies of social survival that rule concepts of morality.
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"The saint lied." -forst line- got my attention right away. yup yup. wonderful way to get the reader's attention. it kept me reading, and i was not dissapointed. very very well written you have a way with words, kido. i am sure that one day you will publish ur own poetry book. Congrats
"Today,
I saw in the mirror,
And found a perfect paradox
Of myself !!!" i really like that
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awesome
This was a great write Vic.... good job.This piece seems meaningful to you. I hope to talk with you soon,,
Bye
ChaingangAngel -
Excellent
hope you're not mad, I saw this a while ago but I've been so busy, so here is your much belated comment my Lovely friend I Miss You so much!well the poem is wonderful because I don't see too many sad ones that you post, and you're a well-rounded poet, this is beautiful I enjoyed the disappointed tone and sadness, keep writing Ruth
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This is a very thought provoking poem. It can be difficult when we are unsure how others percieve us to be, we hope our friends are genuine with their assessment of our character, truth can hurt us sometimes, yet without it, we cannot make any necessary changes for the better etc. A different layout and well done!
~Katie~
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Hi my dear friend! i'm back!!!
This is briliantt!! wish i had more time to express my admiration!! gotta fly. pass by! (got that one?).
promise i'll comment more later!!
Love
Michelle
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sweet poem vic! ~Hailey~
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I find the poem to be profound. It is well written and was a pleasure to read from a young man! Shancy.
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Liars are the worst kind but the worst of the worst are the ones who lie to themselves. Be honest and open with yourself and accept who you are, change the things you don't like and better the things you do like. We are each in charge of our own destinys and responsible for our own selves. Embrace your qualities and strive to improve upon your imperfections & remember that each one of us is only human & never perfect. Love you millions and always. Mumsy
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very smooth to read, an effortlessly clever poem!
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excelent!!! i love the way u wrote that..
as u see im back... did ya miss me hehe well vic
cya lets talk one day -
blazing heavenous...gr8 iideology...
with admiration and pleasure...
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Good
Sometimes it takes ourselves to improve ourselves, to make ourselves happier. By that I mean that sometimes we just have to learn to except us for who we are for us to move on......
does that make sense? It does in my head. Anyway I love the message behind this piece and look forward to reading more of your work.
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Dear vic,
I've read u after a long time, and this one is a very meaningful poem and I feel.. one of ur best. What others say about us and what they feel or think about us is usually much different from what we feel we are. Knowing one self is a very importent task and unfortunately I've still a long way to go before I can say that I know myself completely. I too, feel like this sometimes, mostly when I see life doing all bad to me, then it makes me think that why is all this happening to me even when 'others' say I'm good? Searching for this answer gives me solace and always leads me towards the light i must follow.There was a time when I felt bounded and constrained... but at that time I was proud of myself, I knew my goodness, but today when I've come a long way from those bounds, I often find it difficult to proove myself right in front of my soul, I keep fighting my guilt, the guilt of doing whatever my heart says, which is, most of the time, not good and right. But I do that.. just to feel the fake happiness of undue freedom. Well, I can go on writing over this.. but i dont want to drag u in all this. A very nice poem indeed.
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This was really good and I like how you wrote this. I like the ideas you presented, but was particularly drawn to this line "a perfect paradox of myself." I know you say you don't feel like this now but, it brought to mind that beauty is in the
mind of the beholder. By putting yourself down you are not looking at yourself with rationality. It is the same as if someone looks at themselves as perfect then they can never hope to achieve it because they are setting too high expectations of themselves, but if they can look past this and into the heart of themselves then they can find beauty. When you put yourself down then you are not appreciating the true beauty inside. Realistic expectations are far better than unrealistic ones. Realistic expectations make a person far happier. I know you don't feel the same as when you wrote this poem so I was just expressing the feelings I had after reading this. Thanks. -
Hah, wow, eternal. I can certainly relate to the words. Probably not the situation. But this was a great poem. I love ironic phrases such as calling the people who mock you "saints" because they see themselves as saints when in reality, they're not. I can relate (as you could see in my poem "You are...") almost too entirely. Well done.
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Relatable
I love it..I love it.....good job Vic...lol
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Dear Vic, I am only young, but sometimes loved ones tell what we call here in Australia "Little white lies" to save hurtin someones feelins, but sometimes it's better that the person tells the truth, for if in like your case "it hurts when you know" You seem very wize for 18 I saw u on the chatbox say it was. NE way Happy Birthday.
Joanna.
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wow i loke this poem its very very i dont know just nice lol
keep it up.
Love ecemberslove
rosa aka beba
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hmm... very interesting. and pretty good i say old chap.
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I see I have kept the reason behind this poem, quite vague to everyone. Actually, The lie was for my own benefit, but i was so happy about it, that when I came to know the truth ( that too through my own experience ) I became more than sad. I called that persona as "saint" because that person did it all for me and my good, but I was sad and shattered enough not to be able to give anymore respect. Its not that I am totally broken, I have just learned that there is no way out. And I also think that even a lie from a stranger can hurt us sometimes. I am still sorry to keep the exact reason for this poem, unclear.
lotsa love
*hugs and kisses*
Vic to DiDi ( genielassie ) -
The whole wide world can lie and a person can still see the truth if they never lie to themselves, never become blind or deaf to the part of things that is unheard and unseen.
The lies of those who are strangers can't hurt. Yet, the lies that a person will believe from someone near and dear do. The only way to ease that hurt is to seek an understanding of the lie.
Not all lies have pure motive and not all lies even have a motive. It's disturbing and makes a person uncertain of who and what to believe. There's no definate answer to offer here. A great write though, shows hurt and confusion as well. s and best wishes always...
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My dear wonderful sister, i know you love me... but this is not about my general life, its about a very sensitive (sesitive for me ) case, which i dont really like to discuss in public. Thats why in the author's comment, i asked people to stick to the poem and not my author's comment
thank you very much for reading.. *hugs and kisses*... lotsa love
- vic to Shahrzad Maftooh -
oh...my sweet brother,what has made you to think like this?
When I say I love my lil brother,it means I love him and he's very dear to me;so it's not a lie.
Love you dear Vic,and I never like to see you like this.
I won't applaude you for I don't like this saddddddddddddd piece.
Shahrzad
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Very nice write Vic Well done and beautifully penned
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*gives a caramel muffin to you* Very nice Vic we all ponder in our lives why some things don't seem to be what they really are. I know I seem like a great guy, but I'm not always the best person inside Although I still try my best to comfort others Great work Vic and keep on writing!
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Nice, introspective and honest write. Honesty is the power of a poem, and yours is powerful.
Good wishes,
sau -
awesome
Far too wise for your years in this life Vic. You are my luvluv and this is a truley awesome write. Stripping away each layer of lies we find our true selves. I wonder if we knew each other in a past life? I loves you Vichitra! My sewet sweet luvluv!
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My dear little chickadee, all I'll say is that you're a wonderful young man whom I'm glad to call my Friend. we all have skeletons in our closets, things we're not proud of, but we learn to live with it as you are doing.
Love you Vic.
Your Pluff Pluff Spongy Doll.
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