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The Pink City

At the edge of the Thar desert, the reposed stilled sands sculpted petrified waves of old dunes buried in the carved rocky pediment of the rolling train of the Aravalli hills. The contorted contours configuring the undulating landscape topography shaped the cradle of this ancient city. The archaic forts on the chiseled hill-top stand like regiment of outdated sentinels on the ramparts of their glorious history. Corrugated crimson stone walls cascading on the wind-scraped craggy ridges, garland the pictorial cityscape portrait. Tinsel of drizzling moonbeam in satin nights paint murals with stardust on concrete canvas, framed on the smoky desert sky. Passing through the sculpted gateways the lattice of the orthogonal roads, outlines the rectangular facets of the vintage building blocks, the symbol of cityscape cubism. Painted pink with the patina of lotus, the fresco of this chromatic city carries the fancy imprint of the royalty. Fading out fast within the creeping shadows of the overgrowing skyscrapers, its splendor still survives. (The pink city is Jaipur, Rajasthan, India) February 3, 2020 Contest : Cityscape Sponsor : Julia Ward May 29, 2020 Contest : Brian's Choice 10 Sponsor : Brian Strand

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Date: 2/3/2020 10:44:00 AM
Excellent poem again Subimal! Well written and described :)
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