In the heart of power, a darkness breeds,
Where ambition thrives and empathy recedes.
A throne of influence, a scepter cold,
In its cruel embrace, humanity's sold.
The mighty stand atop their gilded towers,
Weaving webs of control with unseen powers.
Their subjects kneel, their voices hushed,
In the name of power, humanity's crushed.
Yet, power is a blade with two keen edges,
It builds empires and razes ledges.
In its grasp, some find strength to fight,
To champion justice, to kindle the light.
But oftentimes, it twists the noblest hearts,
Fanning the flames till compassion departs.
A hunger that grows with every gain,
Leaving behind a trail of moral stain.
The corridors of power echo with deceit,
As trust erodes and falsehoods repeat.
In the quest for dominance, the soul's at stake,
And even the mightiest may eventually break.
In the end, when the dust settles low,
And power's hold begins to slow,
What remains are the echoes of a ruthless game,
And the haunting legacy of power's dark claim.
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ELEGANT DARKNESS - MY POETIC REALM
PoezjaWithin the pages of this elegantly woven collection, you will embark on a journey through the delicate interplay of light and shadow. Each verse invites you to explore the depths of emotions that thrive in obscurity, offering glimpses into the hidde...
