The other choice
Two made one choice
That filled the two with glee
Entwined their lives
To which they agreed for free
Then another choice was made
By just one this time
That resulted into two
different outcomes at a time
Frame of the one was seen
Revealing a picture so bright
It was filled with flourishing beauty
And it all looked so right.
The frame of the other one,
Too showed a scene that was bright
Just with burning bright flames
With ashes on the side.
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Melencholia
PoetryAbruptly, a pull stirs within, peeling back every layer to reveal the raw terrain of your emotions. Memories surge-echoes of what once dominated, now striking with familiar intensity. Years of unspoken weight break free, pouring forth a torrent of m...
