A world where trust, crumbles and faith slowly dies a world where trust, crumbles and Faith slowly dies people with hidden mask their true attentions widow living hearts shattered hopes constantly derailed oh, the stories connected woven with skill words spoken with charm like a sweet melody, but beneath the surface a hidden trachory. They paint their canvas with strokes of deception. Crafting tales of falsehood without hesitation. Promises made only to be broken and discarded. Living wounds in souls. Deeply scarred and guarded in the sea of falsehood
A very good evening to you. I am Kadambari Gupta and as you must have known by now well beautiful poem. Avantika. Beautiful poem. Well done. All I am in lost of words what to say? Keep writing, keep enlightening us with your thoughts. All the best, lots of success says to you best wishes to