Hellbound

Brass handles, shining doors,
loose floorboards and creaking floors;
old voices, echoing in the darkness,
broken heart burning in gloom.

Lovers of yesterday, bound in dusty diaries,
mere memories, nothing more;
games that their hearts had played,
lost and buried with their bodies.

Broken chains bind freedom,
dark as the night,
lonely souls, cowering in corners,
thundering sounds,pain and fright.

Screaming to the horrifying silence,
lifeless players drink deep,
from elixirs of life,
greed and lust driving their lives.

May Almighty Allah bless and protect us, Amin!Surely He is Most Merciful and All-Knowing!

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