Walls of Babylon

by NightFlyer   Sep 14, 2013


To the walls of Babylon I float
In the summer heat of centuries
I drift to the graves of kings,
Who ruled from thrones of lapis lazuli,
In the shadow of hanging gardens
Their voices, down long corridors, echoed,
With the scent of frankincense and myrrh
This blue glazed palace, where caravans strayed,
To quench their thirst neath burning skies,
Now, distant memories, in sun-baked rubble
Yet Ishtar rises, sweet desert nymph,
Like a vision, o'er her broken walls
Her song, like a rainbow mist,
Over endless plains, calling,
In the depths of my dreams.

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  • 11 years ago

    by Meena Krish

    There is such a dreamy feel to this read and I like the way you have weaved nature's beauty into this write..a lovely read!

    Its nice to read your poems once again after a long time...keep penning!

  • 11 years ago

    by Lonely Rider

    I loved how you have described the details with such beautiful images and words.

    //Like a vision, o'er her broken walls
    Her song, like a rainbow mist,
    Over endless plains, calling,
    In the depths of my dreams.//

    These lines are so dreamy ... loved the comparison of song to rainbow mist... as if it's echoing across plains ... your dreamscape.

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