Tuesday, 30 June 2015

The tale of a lost fort

All paths to me now stand erased
By the touch of age, i am but dead
But once i was a place alive
To which every path once lead.

I was a citadel of strength
On a lofty mountain crowned
And now i am hollow within
As the echoes of time resound.

My walls remnants of a past
Of the glorious tales once told
As now i lay in ruins forever
Lost, desolate and cold.

A centre of great fortune once
I held a city pristine
My fame spread far and wide
Upon a mountain, sublime.

All but memories last
And they too shall fade away
As I am the last to recollect
Those good old days.

I outlived my many kings
I withstood War's abuse
I await now my end at last
To nothing my walls reduced.

I lay on barren earth
But once i overlooked heaven
I had my time once
And hope for it again.

Everything has a story to tell
So listen to my tale
And if you hope to find me
Do discover my missing trail.








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