dragon
In ancient lands where legends roam,
A creature dwells, majestic and bold,
With scales of jade and eyes of flame,
The mighty dragon, of myth and fame.
Through misty mountains it takes flight,
On wings that gleam with lunar light,
Breathing fire with a thunderous roar,
A guardian of realms, forevermore.
In caverns deep, its treasure lies,
Amidst the echoes of ancient cries,
Gold and jewels, a dragon's hoard,
Protected fiercely by sword and sword.
Yet not all dragons are fierce and wild,
Some are wise, with spirits mild,
They whisper secrets of ages past,
In languages lost, too vast to last.
Oh, dragon creature, noble and grand,
With wings that span a distant land,
Your lore and magic enchant the heart,
A symbol of strength, in every part.
Soaring high in the azure sky,
Where dreams and fantasies never die,
The dragon reigns, both near and far,
A symbol of wonder, beneath the stars.
