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A blissful journey into the world of past |
The Walls of Dark I set my sail to the land of greens with a spirited soul to see the world of bright sunshine and full of smiles welcoming me with mysteries unfurled. But I lost my star and drifted away to the grey islands of the unknown waves with paths of sand but no footprints into the land of unconquered caves. Baffled and tired I trudged through the sands leading to the world that defied the ages The eerie of the caves beckoned me into gates of history penned through pages. The mammoth palms of the circling dark pushed me through the quilt of mist My eyes were wet as I looked in awe at the obscure beauty with silence in tryst. The endless path I traversed upon was lined up with the shimmering ray of my only chum in these lonely hours the rising moon showing me way. Scuffled and tired I slumbered upon the end of the cave on silvery grass The dew from the sky comforted me to the tranquil of my sleep blanketed by stars. The waking hours of the morning sky were bright and shine from the glimmering Sun And as I opened my eyes I saw a different world with an archaic hymn A Lion gate from the crimson ruins stood tall and stout in rendition To stage a sojourn in wings of time through shadows of mystery in apparition. The arched gate enthralled me with a deserted garden and colossal stands Waned and bricked by the passing of years they have shielded a mansion on this forgotten land. The dusty walls of the spectral house mazed and hugged by the creepers Welcomed me to their ethereal silence and listen to their whispers deeper. And here I was at the Walls of dark setting my foot on the murky floor with broken windows and spider web as I walked perturbed through another door It led me to a halcyon room through spiral stairs with crackling noise And I sensed a whiff of the icy wind fanning my hair but I stood in poise. I stood spellbound in this timeless beauty with untold stories and unheard cries I savoured the spectre of the unseen ones who lived in here with elegant guise. And so long my journey ends to the forgotten land with the Walls of Dark And I tuned my compass to hone my way through the rising tide with a heavy heart. |