Puisi: Something Burns My Tongue by Aris Balu

It isn't the smoke dancing between my fingers,

in and out of my mouth until the morning comes

It isn't the food, for it isn't spicy enough,

nor the drink, for it isn't strong enough

Something burns my tongue, and it isn't lies

I'm tired of lies, and that is my biggest mistake

A man can only be happy when he embraces it,

turn it into something it is not

Lust becomes love, pain become gain, death becomes life

Something burns my tongue, for I am alone, perhaps for too long

Beware the solitude

For all its worth, another lie it could be