My second poem
Titled
*SIEGE*
Behold the shadowless city of Lewaju glows ubiquitously, scattering silhouettes to the visions of the envious.
This impenetrable city is a nightmare for marauders.
In this city abounds Gold and silver, visible to all but impenetrable.
From afar I could hear her thunderous march, i knew doomsday is imminent.
I have heard stories of her conquest, but boast of our defences.
It was rumoured her unflinching gaze, brings cities to ruins, her enchantment irresistible.
As her sweet, silky voice became audible, my mind rebelled against me, my feet dragging me closer to my doom.
I failed to conjure any resistance.
As her face became visible, her enchantment enslaves me.
In her presence I prostrated in total surrender to her "SIEGE".