Colors don't lie

The moon is green, envying

the orange of sea

when it merges with blue sun,

which carries the heart breaks of white earth

soaked in colorless ashes of,

 floating birds

wailing for dead bodies of trees, red

and blue with burns, and

bleeding black blood

Of humans as pure as white

Shared with NaPoWriMo. The prompt was to write a ten-line poem in which each line is a lie.

Some of the fellow participants:

http://janakinagraj.com/  – Janaki

http://jaibalarao.com/   - Jaibala

http://poojashridhar.blogspot.in/ – Pooja

http://andiwrite.com/ – Count

http://ponderingtwo.blogspot.in/ – Rohan

http://advkaranshah.blogspot.in/ – Karan

http://www.rinzurajan.blogspot.in/ – Rinzu

http://artofleo.wordpress.com/blog/– Vinay

 http://thoughtspop.wordpress.com/ – Nithya

http://viewsofpreethib.wordpress.com/ – Preeti

http://whilethecoffeebrews.blogspot.in/- Naina