Trust Without Reservation Poem by Garima Raj

Trust Without Reservation

Rating: 5.0


Drownin' deep till I was lost,
Beneath the dead nettle of lives.
A glimmer fathoms down,
Callin' me with desperation.


I hurried to snatch that brightness.
It's loosening as if sand caught in fist,
The tighter the grip; The easier to lose it.


A question running through my second thoughts.
Is it belief without proof or,
Trust without reservation?

Wednesday, January 13, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: individuality
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jazib Kamalvi 28 September 2017

A sublime start with a nice poem, Garima. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.

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Subhas Chandra Chakra 05 September 2016

The tighter the grip; The easier to lose it. A question running in my second thoughts. Is it belief without proof or, Trust without reservation? Nicely written poem with so beautiful lin. Keep writing, keep thinking and keep interacting please. 10 marks for the sharing of this lovely poem. Thanks poetess.

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