STALEMATE
When trust is a bust, relationships rust,
Assumptions gust where doubt is a must,
Dreams turn to dust, cruel intentions are just, and as tough as Earth’s crust.
When suspicions run wild love is beguiled
Emotions get riled and actions go on trial
Charges are filed feelings are piled
Passions turn mild and patronizingly styled
When accusations fall like hail in a pail
And words blow like a gale to a snail
Good intentions fail love goes off the rail
All efforts soon pale as friendships grow stale
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Author:
MDStone (
Offline) - Published: March 23rd, 2025 20:29
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Comments2
Trust is the foundation to any relationship, without it they will all eventually collapse, enjoyed the read
A poem with good lines as well as wisdom wrapped up in a short piece. Lovely
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