Suspense

In shadows deep, a tale unfolds,

Whispers linger, secrets hold.

A silent dance of unknown schemes,

In suspense, reality teems.

The ticking clock, a heartbeat's pace,

Mystery veiled, a hidden grace.

Each moment pregnant with what might be,

Anticipation, a symphony.

Footsteps echo in the silent night,

A plot thickens, veiled from sight.

Eyes wide, hearts pound, as shadows dance,

Suspense weaves its mystic trance.

A door creaks open, hinges sigh,

Imagination soars, reaching high.

Breath held in the stillness, a quiet storm,

Suspense, the artist, takes its form.

With every turn, a twist untold,

A narrative in suspense, unfolds.

In the twilight of uncertainty,

The thrill of the unknown sets hearts free.