Tag: travelpoetry
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Golden Days In the Eternal City – Rome
The Colosseum rose in the morning haze,Its arches whispering of bygone days,I traced its shadows, wide and deep,Where echoes of battles still seem to sleep! The Pantheon welcomed with solemn grace,Light spilling softly into its space,Its marble walls, its oculus sky,Held secrets the centuries cannot deny! The Spanish Steps, a cascade of stones,Led me upwards,…
The Queen Of Poetry 