Beauty that is lost in black holes of time,
Remains shining in the dormant stores,
Like water stored in the womb of the earth,
It touches many precious golden ores.
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sir you crafted this amazing poem with lots of variations....a lovely poem...i like each lines.... great work
Everyone has dreams, but it is in youth that people dream more! The world of dreams is a private territory where everyone can enter any time and have anything! No one can sue us for trespassing or poaching! You have beautifully pictured the tendency of youth to engage in romantic and exotic dreams! Enjoyed!
Wow! The way each stanza flowed into the next was absolutely fantastic. I also enjoyed the impressive simile in the first stanza.
Nice piece of work. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. E.K.L.