Trust No One
Sat by the same bench were two friends, One Chirpy and the other Lively. Gelling up like bread and cheese, Kept on jabbering and never stopped. Everyday they had much more to talk, Time flew and days passed by, The bond each day getting stronger. A moonlit day and the lively falls for, A guitarist she had dreamt of. Building castles in the air, Thought of living happily ever after. Catastrophe hits and the dreams shatter, Strings of Lively and guitarist no longer attached. Exuberance lost and taking solace in Chirpy, Lively gathered herself from pieces. Just beginning to stand up, Feet firm on the ground, And the catastrophe hits yet again. Finds about the wrong friend she, Had been with all this while. The broken trust and promises, Pricked hard like a needle. This time Lively stood strong, Not to be broken by the unfaithfulness. Killing her inside, but she chose To be not bound by the shackles of the world. Traitors are eve