Pensive is my mood today,
Tears fill the eyes, which smiled yesterday.
Am I still the one … who worshipped love?
Are you still the one … my epitome of trust?
Your levity brings a weird thought,
So ephemeral is this relation – a strong bond we sought!
Is my faith made of glass
With every blow it cracks?
Is your passion just a needle,
Now lost in a haystack?
Are promises always meant to be broken?
What about our love’s foundation which now lays shaken?
Truth, love, trust – are only words to preach.
What about the bond – which today lies Breached?

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I have been writing since I was in class five, and I have written (like many others) for myself and kept my writings hidden in the pages of my diary. After 10 years of office and family duties I finally brought the writer in me out of the closet and started sharing my writings on public forums. The first time I did so , my story was selected by Penguin Publishers and Mrs Sudha Murty and published in an anthology "Something Happened on the Way to Heaven". This encouraged me to share my works further. So here I am ...
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