Europe’s ancient marvels, tales of a distant age,
Enigmatic pasts, shrouded in a mysterious stage,
Eerie auras that linger in the misty air,
Captivating the world with a haunting flair.

From the towering castles to the ancient stone circles,
Whispers of history, where the past still tickles,
Legends woven in cobblestone streets,
Where time and mystery endlessly meet.

The Colosseum’s echoes, the Acropolis’s gaze,
Each site a portal to forgotten days,
In the shadow of these ancient walls,
The weight of history silently calls.

Haunted by the ghosts of empires long gone,
In the ruins where once they shone,
I tread cautiously, feeling time’s eerie hand,
As if the past and present merge, unplanned.

From Stonehenge’s stones to the Catacombs’ embrace,
Europe’s ancient marvels hold a chilling grace,
Tales of triumph and tragedy etched in their stone,
Echoing whispers of a realm now unknown.

The world stands in awe of these enigmatic sites,
Their power to stir fear on moonlit nights,
I too tremble in the face of their silent roar,
As Europe’s ancient secrets beg to explore.