Poem By Bindu Borle
Stranded among unusual thoughts
I wonder about the definition of trust
From the cluster of ideas
I try to choose one
To define trust
Is it an undefined emotional out burst
Or a truly rational, logical output
Maybe a conception not unknown
I keep trying to find a synonym
There is authenticity in meanings given
No, the dictionary doesn’t do the justice
What do I do?
Whom do we blame for losing trust and faith?
We have always been petrified of it
For our own convenience we revive it, now and then
At times we flush it down to escape it.
Each one of us is responsible for it not being there
We have always used as a mere pawn to play
In our own dirty games and gains too,
Making others learn by it
As a matter of fact.
Can anyone define it?
Truth has been choked to death,
Betrayed by all of us
And now is no more
No one comes, no one goes and absolutely nothing happens
Life goes on as usual
Without thinking about truth
It now lies stranded, isolated and uncared for.
Under the things not required board!
Copyright © 2006, Bindu Borle