Hampi....Austere Grandiose

Stands the ruins of richness,

with fragmented dazzle of the past;

Silence speaks the forgotten tales.

The dancing peacock is at rest,

See the crown lying,

the king is dead

Musical pillars of Vittala

stills compose harmony.

Stone chariot rides back

to the lost prodigy.

Bells of Viruprakasha

Splashes of Tungabhadra

retrospect again and again,

 the lost glories of Vijaynagara,

Thousand footsteps every day,

hustle bustle everywhere.

Silence has lost her words,

though has lots to say.

Hampi, the austere grandiose

the world heritage site.

See the crown lying, 

the king is dead