Petra
From the Blog tanveerrauf [image: Image result for images of old city by the river] Petra Countless oceans Countless deserts Rains and forests Myriad of image-less mirrors Moment or centuries Passing through all these Merged my loneliness in thy loneliness O, city of crimson stone! O, magnificent red stone I've no interest in precious treasure Where a red horse is being fastened For twenty-three hundred years of sleeplessness I barely ask for a corner of thy gloomy solitude So my silence can talk with thy silence, Listening to my tales of gloominess The old moon will shed tears of sand To douse thy parched sad roses The flying moments of bygone eras The lost washed out history of eras Be found as skeleton on the walls Captivating be the crevices be on the walls O, city of rose! Me, a quipakistanblogs.blogspot.comRead Full Post
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