He dragged his steps
with a lackluster approach
His tears smeared with blood
his vision was blurred
sun had drowned
the night crawled in
the wolves were howling
drawing a ghostly scene
despite such scare he marched ahead
for no draconian night could conjure any threat
for betrayed in love he was a lost soul
fearless and untamed
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A scene captured and brought to life in verse!
Superb!
Amazing and dark.
A brilliant and powerful post👍🏻👌🏻
Thanks so much for reading
Thanks so much Isha for your beautiful words
Thanks so much for your kind read
Thanks so much for reading dear
Thanks so much
Not that this was not good, but why does all your recent post have a reference to ‘lost soul.” Is it just your new favourite imagination, or is something up?
Wow! That was amazing! I Love the scene you portrayed 🤗
Thanks so much my friend
I am sure the ones around him won’t be fearless
Nice. Thanks for your comment
Most welcome
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Your welcome 🙂
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nice one
Thanks so much Kate
most welcome Shantanu
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This is so beautifully written.Read it twice
Thanks so much Megha. Appreciate your kind read