Nira’s Tale of Love Epilogue
From the valley of death she got a cordial invitation.
Black rays celebrate thy sheath a perennial juvenation.
Elements of senses live under the sky of purgation
Such indictments hinder the shark from navigation.
Soul delights in exemption;
Body plights in redemption.
Land of crownless king, attracts droughts;
Timeless songs in its sweet beats.
Sad windows echoing sweet lullabies of old mothers;
Mad shadows forcing to meet the cold ancestors.
No Time No Reign No Gain No Pain……….
No Crime No Pine No Omen No Groan……..
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Interesting, harmonious, mythical accent …