In shadows veiled, a phantom's guise,
Loved by many, yet elusive eyes.
Through whispered lies, they weave their way,
Escaping truths, they dare not stay.
Their lips, a vessel of deceit,
Smoothly spoken, to all they meet.
Betraying trust with practiced art,
Leaving broken pieces, hearts apart.
In silence, they shroud their fears,
Refusing solace, shedding tears.
Abandoning bonds with callous ease,
Breaking hearts, they freely seize.
Yet still, they wander, ever free,
Leaving behind a trail of debris.
For those who dare to love and trust,
Beware the one who leaves in dust.
Vrushali Deshpande
