The seven wonders stand,
silent witnesses to time,
stones and stories carved by hands long gone.

The Great Pyramid rises,
a triangle touching the sky,
enduring through desert,winds and sun.

The Hanging Gardens breathe,
lust with forgotten green,
a dream of life in arid lands.

The Statue of Zeus commands,
a throne of power and grace,
echoes of ancient faith and kings.

The Temple of Artemis glows,
marble and light entwined,
a sanctuary for the sacred.

The Mausoleum rests,
a monument to love and loss,
whispers held in cold stone.

The Colossus looms,
guardian of harbor and hope,
a giant frozen in time.

The Lighthouse shines,
beacon for wandering souls,
guiding them through the dark.

Seven wonders,seven stories,
woven into the fabric of history,
reminding us of human dreams
etched in the endless flow of time.