In shadows profound where mysteries lie,
A story unfurls, a severe moan.
Reverberations of revenge unfurl,
As predetermination's story is gradually told.
Through old corridors and tormented lands,
The obligation is paid with consistent hands.
In twilight evening and brilliant sky,
Retribution wakes, a quiet cry.
The reverberations of the past resonate,
Where reliability and trust are bound.
However, in the dimness, truth is lost,
A weighty value, a storm threw.
For blood will communicate in, a language cold,
In stories composed, ages old.
Yet, hearts might long for harmony to find,
To break the chains that tight spot.
In the dance of destiny, a three step dance untold,
A delicate equilibrium, stories unfurl.
Reverberations of retaliation wait on,
In murmured winds, where distress is drawn.
About the Creator
Sathishkumar S
Outside work, I'm passionate about millinery, crafting stylish hats. Internet surfing is my go-to hobby, keeping me updated on the latest trends and innovations.
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very nice
I liked the repetition. Made it more impactful. Well done.
nice
good