Beneath the pale moon's tender light, A realm of secrets comes to sight, Where shadows dance and whispers speak, Veiled impressions in corners seek. In hidden alleys and crooked lanes, Lurk tales untold, untamed refrains, Echoes of love and silent fears, A tapestry woven through the years. The night unfolds its mystical lure, Unveiling dreams both pure and impure, In the darkness, where truth hides away, Veiled impressions hold fleeting sway. In...