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The Magic of Truthfulness

Jan 23, 2025
2 min read

By R. Venkataram



Truth, an essence aligning with reality’s design,

A steady pillar through existence’s time.

It is the foundation on which sincerity thrives,

Unshaken by the shifting of beliefs and lives.


Truth is a force, both silent and strong,

Freeing the soul from guilt and wrong.

It is the spring where courage is found,

Through truth, we rise, with honor profound.


Truthfulness aligns us with honesty’s core,

A commitment to truth that we must adore.

Guided by integrity, authentic and true,

It builds trust and strengthens bonds anew.


Truthfulness brings clarity, revealing who we are,

Shaping our character with strength that goes far.

Through truth, we find peace and a harmonious role,

Uniting our lives with the world as a whole.


Truthfulness is discipline,

guarding the heart from anger, greed and sin.

Truthfulness is simplicity,

where peace and clarity begin.

Truthfulness is wisdom,

lighting the path to choose what's right.

Truthfulness is willingness,

bringing life's journey smooth and bright.


In the midst of confusion,

embracing truth is an act, so clear,

In a world of masks,

Truthfulness is courage, we hold dear.

In a storm of deception,

holding to truth is strength we claim,

A force that stands unbroken,

always steadfast, always the same.


In the end, truthfulness is the MAGIC that we hold,

A power that transforms, revealing truths untold.


Truthfulness is a simple choice to be made,

A decision that can unfold in just a second's trade.

Yet, what holds people is not the choice itself,

But the fear of unveiling what’s hidden within ourselves.


For truth demands vulnerability, a courage to see,

That in facing the unknown, we can truly be free.

It calls us to shed the masks, the comforts we wear,

And confront the rawness of life, with nothing to spare.


In truth, there is both liberation and pain,

For only through honesty can we truly gain.

For inner peace, it's truth we must choose,

For in it, WE RISE—UNSHAKEN, with nothing to confuse.


By R. Venkataram



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