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CITY OF GARGENS



I heard of a city,



Beautiful as a Bride,



Shining bright as dawn,



A city of Gardens.



I heard of a city,



Adorned with flowers,



Lilies dancing gracefully..



On Crystal waters,



A city of Gardens.



I heard of a city,



Sun shine rays of Gold,



And rivers flows melodiously,



With humming birds....



Soaring the azure sky,



A city of Gardens.



I heard of a city,



A city of rainbows..



And sunflowers,



Where beauty never fades,



And Love is everything..



And in everything,



A city of Gardens.



I heard of a city,



Enchanting and magical,



With oceans of glass..



Running beyond the sun,



Where everyone is a master..



And no one a slave,



A city of Gardens.



I heard of a city,



Whose Charm is alluring..



And Beauty compelling,



A city of Gardens.



 



 



NOTE TO READERS:



This short writing, if I may call it a prose or poetry ( if its worth the title) is dedicated to mother earth if there was no human activities that harms our beautiful home (earth) every single day. If global warming was non-existent and rapid climatic changes a myth, Earth could've been our city of gardens.

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