Chetta Achara Poet Free verse

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Betrayed

There is no deceit colder
than a trust that has been betrayed.
                                                       ~Anon.      

I find my favorite photo of you,
There is no trace in your smile
Of the treachery soon to be mine,
No shadow of infidelity in your eyes.
The sun surrounds you.

The trees in the forest are silent,
As if memories of you no longer speak,
Turquoise sky is the color of your eyes
Before day darkened and you disappeared,
Now, no amount of sunshine can warm my bones.

The trees aren't talking
And the sky won't tell me,
If you were you only a figment
Of a desperately lonely mind
That in the end betrayed itself.

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Bill Baker December 6, 2021 at 2:04 PM Well writte, Chetta. Oh, the trechary, of deceit and betrayal. The road back to trust and love can be treachereous, be kind to yourself if you ever travel such a road; I have, and am the better for it. Thank God. have a great week Chetta, Bill