The Aequoreal

The Cities in Blue

Ocean has unbounded trunks of secrets hidden in its bed

A bolt hole of the marine life.

The half melt cities and the half rust

Takes you nowhere but has a sunken history,

Dropped down and knocked out in misfortune.



The cities in blue saved inevitable pieces of evidence

Dictating the existence of myths and facts

Inked and carved in the ancient scripts.

Have incredible treasures of lives

That saves and unearthed

The mysterious enigma of this universe.

 

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