A free verse(verse royal)

It is actually when the sun sets,
that they mostly see the light,
rushing towards palpable elements,
feeling exempted from sheer fright.
Sometimes they hear the echoing-past;
brushing like wind in their ears
Gentle, yet vigorous like a bride,
wordless, by wedding fears.
They spent ample time of their life
watching my heart, bleeding
My swooning soul aches,
yet my heart keeps-on beating:
Beating…it has survived
from ample archers, shooting me
their cupid’s poisoned arrows
displays their own vision of vanity.
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