Let us marvel at this architectural feat,
A cell tower’s free flowing data streams.
Voices and desires, connecting, complete,
This metal tree― a symphony of wires it seems.
A cell tower’s free flowing data streams.
Voices and desires, connecting, complete,
This metal tree― a symphony of wires it seems.
Miami Hill, lets nature's art unfold,
With views that stretch far and wide.
A canvas of green, where stories are told,
A peaceful retreat, to rest and decide.
With views that stretch far and wide.
A canvas of green, where stories are told,
A peaceful retreat, to rest and decide.
High on Miami Hill, does a stone seat reside,
Ready for a recharge? Enjoy its firm embrace.
Here you can watch the vibrant city tide,
From a retreat overlooking the urban chase.
Ready for a recharge? Enjoy its firm embrace.
Here you can watch the vibrant city tide,
From a retreat overlooking the urban chase.
White light is the spectrum's delight,
Passed through a prism, seven colours appear.
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet,
A rainbow's palette of primary colours here.
Passed through a prism, seven colours appear.
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet,
A rainbow's palette of primary colours here.
Amidst the earth's tumult, making basalt fall,
Coarse and rough is where beauty lies.
Its surface scarred, with cracks and all,
A mere occurrence of passed ancient times.
Coarse and rough is where beauty lies.
Its surface scarred, with cracks and all,
A mere occurrence of passed ancient times.
Paddling out with heart and might,
Competitors want to win, not lose.
Under the glaring sunshine so bright.
Competition begins when adrenaline brews.
Competitors want to win, not lose.
Under the glaring sunshine so bright.
Competition begins when adrenaline brews.
Huddled towers, reach for the sky,
The hi-rise gathering― a familiar delight.
In these heights it’s a sense of unity,
Steel and stone rise from a city's heart,
The hi-rise gathering― a familiar delight.
In these heights it’s a sense of unity,
Steel and stone rise from a city's heart,
I stand in awe of nature's beauty,
On this cloudy Burleigh sunrise.
Captivated in such peace and serenity,
For hearts and souls to mesmerise.
On this cloudy Burleigh sunrise.
Captivated in such peace and serenity,
For hearts and souls to mesmerise.
Shyly peeking from the horizon,
A bashful beauty is yet to be found.
The sun rises in Burleigh town,
Bathed in blue, the early morn’ cloud.
A bashful beauty is yet to be found.
The sun rises in Burleigh town,
Bathed in blue, the early morn’ cloud.
In every bite, there’s a burst of flavour,
A symphony of sweetness and tang.
A fruit so exotic and unique in colour,
This simple gift belongs to nature's gang.
A symphony of sweetness and tang.
A fruit so exotic and unique in colour,
This simple gift belongs to nature's gang.
Here is a bench with one foot bolted tight,
No wobbly shake in this firm seat.
Secure and strong, with an assurance of might,
Rest easy, with no need to retreat.
No wobbly shake in this firm seat.
Secure and strong, with an assurance of might,
Rest easy, with no need to retreat.
Where it’s so lush, green, quiet and serene,
In sunshine, scales are an emerald hue.
Here’s a camouflaged creature, barely to be seen,
Until it pops up, to check out the view.
In sunshine, scales are an emerald hue.
Here’s a camouflaged creature, barely to be seen,
Until it pops up, to check out the view.
Here is a lizard so much bigger,
In all of its scales and glory.
It is so puzzling to make me wonder.
What is the end of this story?
In all of its scales and glory.
It is so puzzling to make me wonder.
What is the end of this story?
Timber pillars, strong and tall,
Lines dance from table lamp glow.
These silent sentinels stand in the hall,
A timeless tale made of wood ‘n shadow.
Lines dance from table lamp glow.
These silent sentinels stand in the hall,
A timeless tale made of wood ‘n shadow.
In this haven of colour and joy,
A fence stands secure and tall.
Here is where laughter activities deploy,
For the youngest of all― quite small.
A fence stands secure and tall.
Here is where laughter activities deploy,
For the youngest of all― quite small.
On the shore, where darkness reigns,
High-rise buildings are bearing light.
A canvas painted by the moon's embrace,
A silhouette and beacon of the night.
High-rise buildings are bearing light.
A canvas painted by the moon's embrace,
A silhouette and beacon of the night.
