In the garden of memories where we once walked,
Lies the shadow of trust that silently talked.
Promises woven like the threads of time,
Now unravel in whispers, a haunting chime.

Eyes that once sparkled with laughter and cheer,
Now dim in the shadows of forgotten tears.
The path we tread, now a faded trail,
Echoes of friendship in the winds that wail.

Words unsaid, like the autumn leaves,
Fall silently, as the heart grieves.
A tale of trust, now a distant shore,
Where the waves of betrayal forever roar.

Yet in the silence, a lesson remains,
Of bonds that break under life’s strains.
In the heart’s chamber, the echoes will stay,
Of a bewafa dost who walked away.