There's a start,
There's an ending.
There's a revenge,
Which is pending.
There's a fire,
Still buried.
There's a heart,
Still gelid.
There's day, there's night,
Like enemies they fight,
For they don't dwell together,
For the dominance and right.
Now arises the power of fate,
And slaughters emotions with venom knife.
That's the survival, that's the bitter truth,
That's the fact and rule of life.
©devpriya13
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