Abandoned City

I have lived many an eternity.

Yet I wait patiently, I call you silently.

Most can never hear me,

Yet the few who did, came and lost themselves to me.

I am the abandoned city. 

I invite you to explore me.

Carved from red sandstones,

I am the dream that came to reality.

I welcome you and yet I remain the enigma.

In my fanciful fit, I might reveal my secrets to you.

Yet for most, I remain the eternal mystery.

I am the abandoned city.

Once the home to kings and queens,

Lit and bejewelled, today my fate lay in ruins.

Yet you come from far just to see my remaining glory.

My abandoned, faded walls,

Tell-tale signs of my ancient story. 

Proud of the abandoned courtyards, crumbling walls and barren palaces,

What must have been the sound of celebration is now an ordinary silence.

My royal afternoons left me long ago. 

Now i make peace with the birds that flyover, the cattle that come grazing and the people who still visit me.

People, mostly without any interest and some merely out of curiosity. 

Yet I wait for the rare one that has heard my call and have lost themselves to me.

For I am the eternally lone, abandoned city.