#LostCityBlues
#LostCityBlues
Deep in shadows, where echoes are lost,
Under the jade, a city sleeps.
Whispers of a long-forgotten tryst, its tall spires are shrouded in mist today.
Lost City Blues, the land of dreams,
The past remains in silent streets.
Memories weave through narrow alleyways.
An enigma to be found in every stone.
The sound of laughter is no longer audible, as time's unrelenting passage consumes all of it.
But like a far-off bloom, Hope still flickers in the midst of the city's despair.
The soul of the city endures among the ruins, where life once flourished.
Its essence endures, unabated, despite being buried beneath the weight of history.
Thus, let us explore the ruins of a past world while keeping our hearts open.
And in the tales it still scatters, find comfort in the echoes of the Lost City's blues.
@Userjovi🌹
Deep in shadows, where echoes are lost,
Under the jade, a city sleeps.
Whispers of a long-forgotten tryst, its tall spires are shrouded in mist today.
Lost City Blues, the land of dreams,
The past remains in silent streets.
Memories weave through narrow alleyways.
An enigma to be found in every stone.
The sound of laughter is no longer audible, as time's unrelenting passage consumes all of it.
But like a far-off bloom, Hope still flickers in the midst of the city's despair.
The soul of the city endures among the ruins, where life once flourished.
Its essence endures, unabated, despite being buried beneath the weight of history.
Thus, let us explore the ruins of a past world while keeping our hearts open.
And in the tales it still scatters, find comfort in the echoes of the Lost City's blues.
@Userjovi🌹