Caught inside tales of mystery and crises,
borne from the ladders of indifference;
While resting upon laurels that denounce,
the costly notions which defy significance.

In essences of trials stolen and subverted,
the seemingly well-crafted words expressed;
Discovering every nuance in abundance,
protected in a myriad of rhymes obsessed.

Eternally woven through threads of time,
a master class designed for mystic wonders;
Some secrets soon arrive at caution's door,
relentless in the sounds of roaring thunder.

Revealing all the dark and hidden nightmares,
soon forgotten are the wasted hours in silence;
When secrets hushed and empty stirred about,
as countless drops of rain fell down in torrents.