DrOps Of WoNders

Great Wall in it's long wavy way

I walk in it with a smile

like that of the Monaliza's charming one

Which is seen from a mile

and never vanished or gone

Holding my hope and knowledge

Like the flame of the statue of liberty

with a heart full of love

like Beethoven's song

The Moonlight

Looking for a magical garden

Like that of Babylon

Where every dream can be true

Longing for a colourful sight

Like Angelo's painting

The Sistine Chapels

I keep walking across the mountains

Lakes,hills and fountains

Till I reach an ancient place

called Troy's palace

Looking for the Wooden horse to carry me home

It flies heigh in the skies

Till it reaches Taj Mahal

Where all dreams are buried

And been guarded by the master

of the holly gem the Moonstone

I pick up my dream from that old tomb

I put it in my pocket and try to carry on going

But the Wooden horse is broken

I glance with my sight

From left to right

But the place is so quiet

Suddenly I see a light

Of flying windg coming from the ashes

of the flaming fire

It's a phoenix comes to carry me home

It never dies and so my dream flies

Till it reaches the heigh skies

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