Trust, the vital hunt in life <br />Relevant and prevalent syllable <br />A triggering catalyst which stimulate <br />And Axle life and yank towards <br /> <br />I am behind that great quest <br />From the tide of my own dawn <br />It seems mysterious within <br />The fading shades which intrigue <br /> <br />I hear that words which ripple round <br />And fear those sights that crippled me <br />And spar with me and munch me to <br />A hollow of mere nothingness <br /> <br />I fear, I have lost the trust <br />And mistrust my existence too <br />And I murmur it self at heart <br />The ardent quest that spill my way <br /> <br />How far I can trust you? Dear! <br /> <br />I know it is tough and hard <br />To reply that rough harsh query <br />But one finds it clear as light <br />If he asked it to his own <br /> <br />Dear, <br />Trust the light you see in sun and <br />Trust the smile, the flowering blossom <br />Trust the dews filled with glee <br />But never, ever trust those hands <br />Those fetching hands which hug you to<br /><br />Sandhya S.N<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/how-far-i-can-trust-you-dear/
