I started walking by
the wall made of bricks
Freezing cold and dry
With a lot of colour tricks
With black bricks at the bottom
And reddish after that
Getting yellow in the middle
And colours reversed after that
The wall with lots of windows
Decorated with colour
With design, entity, size and shape
Different from each other
Some window show love, happiness
Some proud victory
Some rituals, festivals
And some true history
After walking 100 steps
The mystery gets more
It feels hot now
With yellow bricks more
Continued walking by the wall
Amazed by its appearance
Every step discovers more
Tells more about it's essence
After 100 steps more
The bricks get wet
As if the heated yellow bricks
Started to sweat
After some more steps
The sweats dried up
With mild cold mild hot
But the harsh on a stop
The state got nice
But not so long
Again after some steps
The cold comes along
Suddenly I stop
And realised it's the starting
With same bricks, windows
And their amazing design
I loop around the wall
Again and again
Every time like new story
But the same words chain
This way I repeat the story
Of the mysterious wall
365 steps to make a round
Of the 24 bricks tall.