The walls stand mute, as a silent witness
burying within them, the many untold secrets
political debates, economic planning,
macabre massacres, cloistered dungeons,
wars lost, alliances forged,
the clinking of swords, the trot of horse’s hooves,
strategic conspiracies, victories celebrated,
stories of greed, love, power and nobility.
History lives here with the ghosts from the past
the eeriness comes alive under the moonlight
yet, the dead do not scare me
as much as the malevolent humans of today!
Tweaked one of my poems from my book “Eclectic Verses” (Available on amazon), which I felt was apt for Sadje’s what do you see prompt #35.
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