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The echoes, reunites shattered realms Which was ingraved, many years back Famous for it's soulful infrastructure Nothing did the place ever lack Wind brushes away eons of dirt Rain cleanses the pillars to shine Vines flourish with glorious flowers This fantasy is growing in my mind... Golden sun, beams its rays over the meadows Where sleeps many bodies from the past There in the corner, stands, an ancient shrine Which once, was worshipped by this cast On top of a pillar, there is an encryption Blurred with dust, it's hard to understand Standing on the bare ground, I feel the sea, So near, as my feet feels the moist sand I am on the opposite side of the shrine Admiring the masterpiece of such kind Wondering why no trace of humans around This fantasy is growing in my mind... ©sim
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Jun 28, 2017
Jun 28, 2017 at 9:13 PM UTC
Fantasy
The echoes, reunites shattered realms Which was ingraved, many years back Famous for it's soulful infrastructure Nothing did the place ever lack Wind brushes away eons of dirt Rain cleanses the pillars to shine Vines flourish with glorious flowers This fantasy is growing in my mind... Golden sun, beams its rays over the meadows Where sleeps many bodies from the past There in the corner, stands, an ancient shrine Which once, was worshipped by this cast On top of a pillar, there is an encryption Blurred with dust, it's hard to understand Standing on the bare ground, I feel the sea, So near, as my feet feels the moist sand I am on the opposite side of the shrine Admiring the masterpiece of such kind Wondering why no trace of humans around This fantasy is growing in my mind... ©sim
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Seema
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41/F/Fiji Islands
Jun 28, 2017
Jun 28, 2017 at 9:13 PM UTC
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