In swan lakes fair realm
Love and fate entwine
Graceful dancers weave tales
Both dark and refined
Admidst the moons soft glow
A swan lament
Reflects the human heart
In sorrow bent
Yet hopes sweet essence
Through the ripples gleams
In Tchaikovskys opus
Dreams and schemes
The ballets artful dance
A souls rebirth
As love transcends the woes
That plagues the earth
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Tales Of Ballets Lament
PoetryIn the hazy corridors of dreams, where reality blurs with fantasy and time dances to the rhythm of a forgotten melody, lies the mystical realm of Swan Lake. Here, shadows and whispers intertwine, shifting and swirling like phantom dancers on an inf...
