MYTHS
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MYTHS
Good old times
Folded and elapsed into wind of times,
Never to come back again,
In our present time,
But still moves the clocks of time,
In our memories reading tides.
Embodied believe towards facts, phenomenon of experiences ,
In which often mysteries occurs, the facts of nature and of soul,
Personified and dignified,
Recorded billion years facts.
Treasured or untreasured,
Artefacts can never be wiped off,
Such papyrus manuscripts were genre,
Regarded to be trans-generational,
Bt some aspect of it,
Experienced effervescence like a gas,
Because it was untreasured,.
Made manifest by man's emotion,
Provoked to light by imagination,
Upholding a great deal of history,
Ancients wasn't left out in it.
As Zeus captured Aphrodite, Prometheus thought humans d art of making fire,
Poseidon moved d waters,
As Odyssey sails on it,
Medusa slaughtered by Perseus, messenger of d gods flies To warn Zeus of his actions,
Dat was at mountain Olympus,
The home of mythology.