Loyalty - Poem by cyclopseven Ram
A mere word dangling between people
To be whisked by the winds of frustration?
Is it an inherent quality of soul
To remain unperturbed amidst the turbulence?
Is it a bordering feeling
To favor disloyalty
When things go faulty?
A manic depression, which,
kills the true passion,
With illicit impatient?
Just another word to fill the gap
between the lines in the dictionary?
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