Visiting Scotland Poem by Vikram Aarella - The Poem Shooter

All these days, I had heard and heard
So much of this Celtic-Gaelic creed
Scotland, fascinated me always, because
Of its legends, its history and its breed.

Isolated in the corner of an island
Cut from the rest of mainland Europe,
By England to the south and rest by the sea
People here live a life of freedom and hope.

As I approached King Bruce’s country
I could see the change in the landscape
Villages and towns become very scarce
From the silence of highlands, there is no escape.

A land of amazing views and people
Flags of St George give way to St Andrew
Indicating that I was in the land of Scots,
No wonder, the way its legend grew.


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