listen will you?
the hush conversations of the forsaken lingers in the air
in each whisper holds tales, lores and secrets of the forgotten
as the violins sways in the dead of the night,
where would would you be if you followed the melody out into the unknown?
through the tattered veils, catch the glimpses of the foretold
for when we hear the forbidden words of the beholder,
what lies in secrecy, speaks volumes.