Friday, November 27, 2009

Scoteria : Where the grasses are greener

Humbled am i to see the wishes of our fathers being fulfilled,
to the lush green flieds that emerged from the sweat of our youth,
and the dedication of total perseverance to accomplish those wishes,
The meadows are looming with wild asses,
grazing to glory feed.

Musical girls sing to the clear blue sky that encompasses the green hills below,
ahead the caravan, the horsemen check out for any dangers ahead,
but hark! perils are never experienced or encountered in this area of the land.

Kingdoms come one after the other,
to see the beauty, to rule the beauty and to appreciate the beauty,
Oh! how i envision that darkness never sets,
so as to see the beauty all day and night.

Peaceful and serene it is,
the Romeos and Juliets favor the land,
Juliet tells Romeos, she is impressed for his choice on spots.

And now sadness sets in,
as the sun slowly begins to mitigate below the lush hills,
I can only say that the night will be spent on Scoteria,
painstainkingly counting the stars till dawn.

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