Wednesday, 16 December 2015


The most delicate yet forever of most essence,
Trust, to hold by tight without an ounce of pretence...

For the lightest feather swaying in the gentle breeze,
A beauty to watch and yet harmed by a negligent ease...

The closest to us often taken for granted on this front,
Let that not ever disturb the bond to bear its weary brunt...

Time it takes to build this castle on firmer ground,
Patience for brick, grit for mortar and care abound...

To have the core of the selected few touched upon,
A bond to nurture every moment and every little dawn...

At times a deluded thought is all it takes to scatter,
If its one to last and be there let it not ever matter...

Trusting the one who hangs in there putting up with you, 
With every crazy antic, a partner in crime you always knew..

Fear not for the loss of trust for its not to last by the book,
Move, gather the pieces to solve the biggest puzzle life would cook..

The ones who deserve shall forever stick on this path askew,
Meandering at crossroads at times only to meet again anew...

The bridge of trust brittle as ever shall remain tender as its been,
Yet is needed to cross over and knock  on their hearts yet unseen...

For all relations lie well in peace over this very word,
Trust what the both feel, not what's seen, not what's heard..

Time flies as one rushes deeper in the maze when trying to flee,
Never bother, be alive and trusting, it always helps sure, trust me... :)

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