The People We Trust

People's path we cross as it is meant,

The ones we lean on, compel us to relent.

Those we hope will heal our broken hearts,

Often become the reason for shattering to parts.

We share our troubles, seeking comfort in life,

Yet those we share with may plant seeds of grief.

The ones we dream to walk life’s path,

Can be the very ones who cause our death.

Trust, an art we paint so fine,

The ones we hold dear, as vibes aline.

But often those we trust the most,

Turn out to be the ones to betray and boast.

In life's storm where emotions swing,

We learn that hearts too can sting.

Those we expect to hold us near,

Are the ones who always disappear.

Yet in the pain lessons we learn,

To find strength, our hearts gain.

For in the depth of every night,

Shines a glow of hope as light.

So, we mend our hearts with grace,

Accepting the scars, yet seek a place,

Where trust and love may still reside,

In hearts that heal, and souls abide.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind