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A Serenade in Shadows

27/5/2023

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​In the kingdom of twilight's somber reign,
Unfolds a story, a portrait of pain.
Caught in life's challenges, a spirit's hidden dance,
A masterpiece birthed from an age-old romance.

Once cloaked in glory, fate's chosen child,
His existence glittered with riches piled.
But sickness, the poison arrow's unseen flight,
Struck him into the shadows, where dreams ignite.

In hallucinated dreams, his essence roamed free,
Carving agony's picture on a face roiled at sea.
Yet it was from these depths, like a phoenix, he rose,
A murmur of resolution, wisdom's prose.

Harbingers of misfortune, unforgiving and cruel,
Tore apart his riches, like verses from a ghoul.
Wealth and possessions, now echoes in the breeze,
Scattered pieces, as the dance of dust eases.

In the depth of the dark, his voice found its tune,
A cry to the cosmos, a symphony of doom.
Faith's unwavering beacon, searching heavens high,
To understand the purpose, etched in his cry.
CGI ship in a tempest
CGI concept of a ship in a tempest with rays of hope in the distance
In a world that mocked, he wore virtue's mask,
Unyielding in his stance, defying the task.
As tempests assaulted his fortress, his spirit held tight,
Clinging to righteousness, with unabated might.

In his ordeal, enlightenment spun its tale,
Through the crucible of suffering, truth's portrait did unveil.
For in the arms of sorrow, he glimpsed secrets kept,
The essence of virtue, like phoenix's steps.

From the depths of despair, whispers of redemption grew,
Rebuilding his kingdom, where despair once slew.
In a pledge of virtue, his spirit took flight,
A rhapsody of goodness, he promised to recite.

Every act of kindness made his spirit fly,
Scars of the past, he chose to deny.
In serving others, he found healing's soft touch,
A symphony of restoration, a grace so much.

No longer chained by fleeting wealth's temptation,
His spirit ascended, to realms of salvation.
In his dance, he moved with a divine embrace,
Facing life's challenges, with dignity and grace.
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So let this story, a whispered verse endure,
A portrait of resilience, through sorrow's obscure.
In darkness, pathways of redemption are laid,
Where righteousness prevails, and hope's flags are displayed.
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