It is a city that never ceases to fascinates and inspires,
A place where old meets new, where art meets life,
where roses bloom in plain sight,
where architectures ooze such gravitas and aesthetic,
You'd think you were living in a self-created fantasia.

Behold the man-made magnum opus,
riched in all sort of marvelous tales.
Behind the brick lanes, underneath the castle stairs.



As I meander down the streets of Shoreditch,
I found myself too entranced to leave.
Coming through Westminster, passing Tower Bridge.
Observing the young artists in Camden and East London.
Feeling like a deer caught in headlight in the uproarious Piccadilly Circus.
Reliving all my childhood fantasy at St. Pancras and King's Cross.