Towering edifices stands elevated,
Its brick and mortar reeks in wealth.
Inside dwells a populace,unburdened of most worries.

The fervent sun and torrid rains,
along with dust of time,
has stripped the facade of its resplendence.

The luster cannot wane,
The artisans are summoned.
Back breaking restoration of glory begins.

Unsteady scaffolding holds crystal ball.
It could be a tale of tomorrow,
or a morbid story bathed in blood,blend into past.

Inside under chandelier's glow,
Fine clothed inhabitants feast,
Consumed in passionate intoxication.

Outside vortex of misfortune strikes,
causing a meteoric fall;
Another lifeless slide into oblivion,but not many rue!!