In the deep abyss of night, darkness reigns that swallows all light, a haunting dream.
The shadows dance and twist, eerie figures in the gloom,
Whispering secrets of the night, casting doom.In the stillness of the darkness, silence echoes loud,
Every footuffled, every sound enshrouded in a shroud.
The air is heavy with a weight, a suffocating veil,
As if the darkness itself is reaching out to assail.But within the depths of this obsidian sea,
Lurks a beauty so profound, a hidden mystery.
For in the blackest night, stars twinkle bright,
Like diamonds scattered in the velvet night.The moonlight filters through, a soft and gentle glow,
Casting silver threads of light, a mesmerizing show.
The rustle of leaves, the whisper of the wind,
In the detailed darkness, a world begins to ascend.In this intricate tapestry of shadows and light,
We find a truth so pure, a revelation bright.
For in the darkest hour, when all seems lost,
We discover a beauty truth worth the cost.So fear, not the darkness, embrace it with grace,
For within its depths, lies a sacred space.
A realm of infinite possibility, a canvas to create,
In the detailed darkness, we find our fate.
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The Dark Room - A Never Ending Darkness [On Hold]
Poetry"The Dark Room: A Never-Ending Darkness" is a haunting collection of poetry that delves into the depths of despair and the unrelenting darkness of the human condition. Each poem paints a vivid picture of a world consumed by hopelessness, where light...