What am I?
I am difficult to build;
Yet easily killed,
Hard to establish-
But can quickly vanish,
Patience, is my root
And impatience, a poisoned fruit.
What am I?
Can rise higher than skyscrapers;
With fragility that can return me to dust.
I don’t suppose this riddle has a better answer
Than the word itself, “Trust.”
By : Phanuel Ayelum.
❤❤❤ It’s really been a while since I last blogged and I really missed you all so much. Months away from this community really started to get some guilt out of me, I just had to make my way back here. Much love for y’all! Like this post if you liked it, Share and feel free to drop a comment… You can email me at phanuelayelum1@gmail.com
Riddling Trust (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)
Published by Phanuel Ayelum
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It’s beautiful to have you back. I was starting to think I lost you.
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Thank you, I thought the same thing too but I guess all roads really do lead home.
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Welcome back🤗🤗🤗
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Thank you 💓
Feels great to be back
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