A rustic, dilapidated antique structure,
With thousands of the immortal memoirs
Engraved on it,
Carries abundant memories of
The bygone men,
Who once rose to power
And magnified the pride of that place;
Now it stands with great valor
Facing all the ravages of the time!
So remains immortal
The memories of the mortal ones-
Lying somewhere caged
Inside the fathoms depth of the heart-
Some showcasing good old days, while
Received lessons painted in the blues,
Dismantling every nook and corner
Of the silently growling heart;
Yet layering it everyday with grieves -
Till it shines bright until
Everything falls apart into ruins!