Golden Elm Castle

A poem about an ancient castle that withholds many secrets.

The grand castle loomed and stood

Walls ancient, weathered and good

Gardens bloomed with colors bright

Yet eerie flowers glowed in the night

The castle had seen many years

A history shrouded in mystery and tears

Turrets rose high, casting long shade

Ominous arches loomed overhead

A place of legends, magic, and myth

Whispers of enchantment and a magical gift

The walls held secrets, the bravest sought

For those who entered, danger was brought

The air around the castle thick with mystery

Foreboding sense, a feeling of misery

As if the castle was alive, watching with care

For the next visitor to cross and dare

As years passed, secrets remained concealed

History shrouded, mystery unsealed

Passing by the gates, the weight of the past felt

The castle held secrets, never fully dealt.