Scorching heat greeted the eyes
Blazing was the sky
Under the roof of expanse
Lay the land
Filled with sand
Built on were dilapidated past
The story of a lineage
Or the glory of king
The tale of the architect
Or the marvel of craft
Reminiscing was me in my past
A place with visit of twice
Once too innocent to insight
Other bewildered by marvel
Yet scorching was the heat
Unlike past years
Cause global warming was high
The sand that swept my face
Told me the tales
Touching the sculptures
Witnessing the past
Living the experience of mankind
Scorching was the heat
Burning was the land
Under the vast sky
Me resting with my dreams beside
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Dear Spiller. How beautiful to se your back. You really took me there for a while..
Missed your poetry...glad you are back..
It’s good to be back and hear from my best buddies and you pulled me back…poetry aren’t mere words but appreciation and encouragement of words from my friends for me, without them it’s difficult to write ..thanks a lot dear Vamsi…glad to hear from you…missed you immensely and your words of cheer
Yes, get back with your vigor and usual cheerful spirit and your surroundings will fade away the blazing sun...
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Hi spiller .. nice to see you on here again )) a great writing .. interesting and nicely expressed 🙂
Thanks a lot dear Violet…..trying to pen again…
A fab muse here, historic touches and art discussed in sublime way. Kudos!
Plz also read and comment my newest poem too.
Thanks a lot dear reader, brings me immense pleasure that you liked it…much appreciated…
Past, present, one? That melding in the blazing heat, beautifully done.
Thanks a lot dear Bella…your encouragement brings the best out of me…
I love the structure. The closing is amazing also, to think, the heat could consume all of our dreams, and that is so very true. More often than we care to realise. Nice one, fellow writer!
Thank you so much dear reader, you followed the lines so close and comprehended it essence to its core…I am glad you liked it.
Much appreciated
There is a long and winding road that few other than poets dare to tread .. You have clearly demonstrated here that your journey began some time ago and you are well on your way .. Bravo Spills ........................ Neville
Thanks Neville…the journey became too long but it appeared that every step needs to be cherished and enjoyed…I am learning and unlearning to do the same…
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