Trust....
hard to mend , easy to break
it slips like sand
with time of grain.
A thin boundary
between trust and betrayal
Once you crossed it
nothing left behind.
Rarely you got indication from god
a realisation between right and wrong.
Everything was in your hands
but within a fraction of seconds
you stand empty hand..
Years of faith, tons of trust
Love and warmth, care and concern
With a blink of eye
the brightness fades away.
You know not where to bow
you know not how to take
Things get tough
really get tough
You stand bereft
When trust really means a word..
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