The Hypocrite
Honeyed words on the tongue,
Yet in the heart, deceit is strung.
A pious mask, a saintly guise,
But pretense sparkles in eyes.
Sweet laughter laced the lips,
A weapon that charms and firmly grips.
Shows the credible personality trait,
Yet, with a mindset, full of spite.
For this disguised quality,
Hoi polloi get into false piety.
Later, fall into great jeopardy,
That leads to an incorrigible catastrophe.
#Fayazu Rahman#
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