In the shadows of the night they roam,
The silent killers, the mafia's own,
Their grip on the city is firm and tight,
Their power reaches far beyond sight.
They operate in secrecy, a code they live by,
Loyalty and respect, until the day they die,
Their hands stained with blood, their hearts as cold,
A life of crime, a story often told.
They rule with an iron fist, their will supreme,
The people of the city, they rule and scheme,
Their money and influence, a deadly game,
No one is safe from their reach or their name.
They gather in dark alleys and smoke-filled rooms,
Plotting and scheming, sealing their fates and dooms,
Their lives are short, but their legacy is long,
Their story will be told in many a song.
The mafia's grip on the city is strong,
Their rule is ruthless, their reach is long,
Their story a dark and twisted tale,
A life of crime, a never-ending trail.
About the Creator
Karun
🌿✨ Karun, a poet weaving emotions into verses, embarked on the journey of words to unearth the beauty of feelings. In the delicate dance of ink and emotion, my poetry delves into the nexus of the human heart and the natural world.✍️
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