Every story
has its own mystery.
Many would call it scary,
only for the unknown
they don't bother to search.
Rumors been told of its reason,
however,
that's as well sworn to secrecy.
What much can be told
about the one that sits alone?
Only are the stories
that speak of it
are told in myth
from the power of society
that transferred it.
Different perspectives
are created.
Her silence
is believed
to be a cry of pity.
His social ability
is far too annoying.
During the times
she speaks
it's fairly noticed,
and his silence
is an act of endorsement.
Some call them
'Star crossed lovers'.
Others claim to have knowledge
that battles will be made,
and how there's no such thing
as no control
over destiny,
only it's their differences
and similarities
that will define the end
of all things.
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Essence
PoetryThe air contained their souls. An unfolding story being told from time to time, with the help of the winds, the birds that flew against the breeze, the trees that shook off its leaves, and the other long lost storytellers; making them a never ending...
