Is the meaning of “The Truth” is differ from “The Fact”?

Is the meaning of “The Truth” is differ from “The Fact”?

Since when I got the Sense

I am told, telling lie is an offense.

Just be a part of THE TRUTH-

And feel the magic of winning dance.

With the time, I feel deviation

For safe, people choose either option

Their cunning axed the humanity-

and its entire derived function.

The court, a place for judgement, is no more divine

For money, lie becomes the Truth, because of black swine.

From house to temple, every where cunning and ample-

The Truths are only made, they are not anymore on fact line.

The law caretakers, they reveal the Truth far from the Fact

Everyone forgets reality, which suits them that becomes act.

The divine relations are often in doubts now a days…

Dominant people win all the battle, hook or crook, with all tact.

Angles are here, even the devils too

The tag “Truth is the winner” is in loo.

Efforts has the outcomes, but-

they are in pen and paper, true winners are a few.

Find the way, not for you but for humanity

Be a loyal and bring the Truth and Fact clarity

Someone is there, who is counting our sins-

Be a divine and make this environment in purity.

Bring the Fact and make it The Truth

Take this oath, all old and youth

unpolluted scenario makes life pleasant

Be an ambassador of “The Above Both.”

I am purely sick of you.

Why shall I escalate this matter,

It is not so necessary though.

But... She should not repeat...

She must take this vow.

Never fall a short of time

Simply stay parallel or walk with it.

“Sweet”... can never become lime

With a patience, taste it and faith it.

How can I say that you were there

Where all the time I find only loneliness.

Commitments are not only to made; Dear-

those have to keep, by making aside your selfishness.

I, even, never find you so dirty

when we were alone at that horizon

how come you became so flirty

where you have learned all these fusions.

I am, what I was and will be I am

only you will find some changes appearance

But... my heart is golden and will be same

What will you choose, it is your preference.

Never blame me that...

I have never come to pick you.

I will be there, till my breath last-

Because, I am purely sick of you.