Drama
Curtains lift
And there plays a melancholic melody
Gradually,
A beam of light scatters into the dim stage,
A glimmer of blue ray focuses on a deathbed
Misery howls and embraces
The image on the deathbed
Kin console misery
They say “Life is a theatre,
Once we play our role, we have to exit.”
Meanwhile, among the audience
A philosophical vibe generates
"This is the truth of life."
Suddenly,
Violent sky outbursts a thunderbolt
On the spot dies a grieved audience
On spur of moment
Stands the image from deathbed
And rushes out of theatre!
All the audience and artists
Start trembling out of fear
Right on time,
Somewhere far beyond in the backstage, there's round of applause
Somewhere far beyond in the backstage, the curtains get drawn!
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