PRIYA'S VISUALS

Attitude…Visuals…Dreams…

Down the deep dungeon,The corridors dark.Screams of the prisoners,Echoed on the cold stones. Bleeding and in pain,Some were half-dead .How many came and went,No one counted. The castle was majestic,All glorious and lit.Prisoners were tokens – Of victory and valor.Questions rang,In those helpless souls –How are we enemies?What is our sin?————————————- Stay Blessed đŸ™‚— Priya …

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The one always complained, That the other snatched the earth’s lap, And took away the treasures, Without question. The one always feared, That the other won everywhere Making the one fall behind Into depths of envy. The one always struggled Bruised by the praises of the other That were razor sharp Piercing the soul The …

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