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Overlooked Mountains


Mountains, how surreal,

just like ancient times, unreal.

Stays the same, how strange

its millenial beauty, unranged.

Yet, never

appreciated by some bever

humans this day.

Its elevated portray, 

unblinded towering steep.

A forgotten heap,

as mirrors become an attraction

that hooks people's attention.

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