A game of whispers, a fleeting chance.
Silent steps on paths unknown,
Echoes in the twilight zone.
Through the labyrinth of dreams we stray,
Seeking truths that night betrays.
Each move a tale, each turn a quest,
In this realm where hearts invest.
Words like chess pieces, poised to strike,
In the dimness where illusions spike.
Yet in this game, we're not alone,
Echoes of the past intone.
Beneath the moon's ephemeral light,
We navigate this endless night.
For in the poetry of this game we play,
Emotions flicker, hopes betray.
And as dawn breaks, shadows flee,
Leaving whispers in memory's sea.
About the Creator
Abbas
Versatile writer skilled in both tale & stories. Captivate readers with engaging content & immersive narratives. Passionate about informing, inspiring, & entertaining through words.
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