Lying Is A Sin

That quiet little seven-year-old was sitting by herself,

Daydreaming about magical things; of fairies, unicorns and elves.

Busy wandering the meadows of her own fantasy-land,

What was the chaos around? She could not well understand.

Giving up on her fantasy, she stood up to look around,

And saw her classmates gathered, all staring at the ground.

She went up to them and scrutinized the centre of attraction,

Alas! Saw an injured bird, she’d better take some action!

Her mind in a state of commotion, she didn’t know what to do,

She saw a stone beside, that, maybe, at the bird someone threw.

Without giving another thought, she picked up the bloody stone,

The teacher watched from a distance, her presence was unknown.

Quick as a wink, the teacher approached the scene of crime,

Dragged the poor girl to the principal, without wasting any time.

“I didn’t harm the bird, sir!” said the thick-skinned.

The principal replied with a vacant expression, “Lying is a sin!”

 

That quiet little seven-year-old was walking home by herself,

Daydreaming about good things; of love and books in her shelf.

When all of a sudden her eyes fell upon a beautiful rose,

She ran towards it and sniffed it through her nose.

Seeing the flower’s half-withered leaves, her bold heart did melt,

Her bottle in her hand, to water the pretty bloom, she knelt.

She held the rose still, preventing it from swaying in the breeze,

And then, at the very moment, her hand someone squeezed.

Out of nowhere emerged the care-taker of the alluring flower,

Noticing her actions, at the girl he glowered.

“I am watering the flower, sir!” she said with a nervous grin,

Glaring at her in disgust, he replied, “Lying is a sin!”

 

That quiet little seven-year-old stepped inside her quiet house,

Remembering all those nasty incidents, a forlorn feeling did rouse.

She wanted to hide, from this world, from the sick people around,

The thought of stepping outside her home made her heart pound.

She sat on her favourite couch, tears rolling down her cheeks,

The couch soon wet with tears; oh, can someone fix the leak?

To make the situation worse, came her mother clutching a jar,

A jar half-filled with cookies; mother wore an expression bizarre.

On seeing the jar, in a flashback she went to the night before,

Where she saw her brother secretly eating cookies, sitting on the floor.

Before her mother could erupt with anger, the little girl began:

“Oh mum, you know, it wasn’t me, but it was surely Stan!”

Mother just glared; girl confused- This argument did i win?

To clear the confusion, her mother shouted, “Lying is a sin!”

 

That quiet little seven-year-old was crying herself to sleep,

Fed up with all those people around; how can one be so cheap?

Wasn’t there even a little trust remaining? The girl did wonder,

No- was the clear retort, the poor girl was torn asunder.

Remembering the many times she’d been lied to, the little girl whined,

Was God playing a game with her, or was this a punishment for being kind?

Knowing she was already stuck in this world for no less than a life,

Only way to survive here was through lying, cheating, killing with a knife.

The little girl was completely broken, for that who were to blame?

Undoubtedly those fools around! That night a kind soul they claimed.

Tears still dripping down her face, she could feel the pain within,

Closed her eyes, questioning herself again and again, “Lying is a sin?"

 

Author's Note

Ever felt helpless? Like this quiet little seven-year-old? All of us have gone through a time when we had to beg for others' trust. When no one believed us...did that change you? But it certainly changed this poor girl. She knew, this world was full of liars, and lying was a trick that should be mastered to ensure a happy life these days, here on earth. It is always better to have faith in the people who are dear to you. You may win an argument by lying to others, lying to yourself, but at the same time, you are losing something, or maybe someone...someone who is precious to you. So, talking about the poem, this isn't exactly the way I wanted it to be. Nonetheless, I would really appreciate it if you could take out some time to review the poem. Hope you like it. And yeah, do not change yourself for the people who do not like to see you the way you already are. Happy reading!

Reviews

[Ellen Hammond]

Wow! Having noticed that you are only 14, I am amazed not only by your talent for writing a story in rhyme but even more so by your deep understanding of life and how a kind soul can be tarnished by those who disbelieve them and lie to them as well. You are truly gifted to be able to such a stirring tale with a moral as well.

[Zoya]

Thank you very much! This had me flattered, I really appreciate the review :)

[Ellen Hammond]

You're welcome. I only tell it like I honestly see it. You are very talented indeed. Keep writing. :)

[Zoya]

Thank you again :)

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

I agree very talented

[Zoya]

Thank you ^^

[stars are far]

That was very well written, it's rhyme is attractive and the idea behind it is very well said. I loved that work.. well done.

[Zoya]

Thank you so much!

[Priyanshi]

Wow ! so beautiful poem....
sometimes such situation arises in life where we have changed ourselves just only for those who don't wanna see us as we are ..and that's so sad...we do that.
Your poem touched my heart... really a brilliant work.

[Zoya]

Thank you for reading and reviewing :)

[Priyanshi]

My pleasure.

[Jacob Clifford]

Very powerful poem. Lying certainly can be terrible. It can tear relationships apart and set bad things into motion. In other cases, like with this innocent little girl, people don't lie but are accused of lying. Her good deeds didn't get the recognition they deserved. This cold, hard world is wearing away at her. Very deep story told in this piece. Very well done.

[Zoya]

Thanks a ton. I truly appreciate your words :)

[Bare trees]

For a 14-year-old you kept me glued to the screen with this gripping tale in rhyme. Keep writing.

[Zoya]

Thank you so much :)

[Elizabeth]

Wow, beautiful poem. it tells us that making hasty judgments can have a huge impact on other's life.
the poem is very perceptive and is beautifully crafted. Amazing indeed!

[Zoya]

Thanks so much for your time and review. It means a lot!

[Elizabeth]

You're welcome!

[Paul Bell]

Well first off. Cracking poem.
Adults, who needs them.
I suppose in a way, people make up their minds immediately when presented by a scene.
So in a way. Wisdom has been bestowed upon this young girl. Though at the moment, she may not be thinking that way.

[Zoya]

Thanks so much for your time and review. I really do appreciate it!

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A fantastic piece of writing, Zoe.

Having read many poems on this site by some writers claiming to rhyme in perfect form yet clearly over rating their talents, it is refreshing to finally read a piece that truly does conform to near perfect rhyme and does this in a well structured format that persists throughout the entire poem.

Enjoyed the theme and morals of the piece; sometimes good deeds never do get the proper recognition they deserve. People are too quick to judge others in a negative light.

Keep up the writing. For one so young you have written an impressive piece of work. Very well done.

[Zoya]

Oh, thank you so much! The review made my day :)

[.]

Well deserved. Congrats.

[Zoya]

Thank you :D

[The Exiled Wolf]

This is an inspiring poetic story! If I hadn't read your bio I wouldn't have believed that this is what a 14-year-old can write. I have a feeling that only someone who has gone through this in person can create a piece with such deep real emotions in it. The frustration and desperation can poison a young heart - yet the antidote lies in those who is willing to trust.

[Zoya]

Thank you so much! Well, I haven't really gone through this...but yeah, sometimes people tend to not believe what I say...You spoke some wise words, and I agree with you. Thanks once again!

[Enchanted-Raven]

wow what an emotional read, you did a great job dear...well penned, enjoyed :) x

[Zoya]

Thank you so much! I really appreciate it :)

[wordman]

the writing was great,the message was greater,the memories left in her heart is the greatest

[Zoya]

Thank you so much for the review!

[wordman]

my pleasure zoe