In a land where cherry blossoms gently sway,
A place of mystery, where time holds sway.
North Korea, a haven in the East,
A realm of wonder, a journey to feast.
Through the gates of Pyongyang, we stride,
A city adorned in secrets, where dreams reside.
Majestic monuments greet the sun's warm kiss,
A testament to a history that we cannot dismiss.
Mountains stand proud, their peaks touch the sky,
Guardians of stories, whispering tales as we pass by.
In the tranquil gardens, serenity unfolds,
As lotus blooms dance in waters untold.
The Taedong River, a ribbon of silver and gold,
Reflects the beauty of a nation, history to behold.
A symphony of colors in the sky above,
As Arirang melodies echo, a testament of love.
Harmony flows through every bustling street,
As locals with smiles and warmth, our hearts they greet.
Kimchi flavors tantalize the taste,
A culinary journey, an exquisite embrace.
The Juche Tower stands tall and proud,
A beacon of ideology, in whispers, it's avowed.
The Arch of Triumph, a gateway to pride,
Symbolizing victories, standing side by side.
Amidst the laughter, the vibrant street parade,
A celebration of life, where joy is displayed.
In the heart of Pyongyang, a city alive,
A testament to resilience, a spirit that will survive.
Through the landscapes of Wonsan, where waves gently caress,
A seaside haven, a place to decompress.
Mangyongdae, where history is reborn,
In every step, a connection is sworn.
Yet, amid the beauty, a veil may be worn,
A reminder of a narrative, from which we are torn.
For in this rosy portrait, shadows may play,
A silent reminder, of a complex ballet.
In the land of morning calm, where dreams may seem bright,
A journey unfolds, embracing both day and night.
North Korea, a canvas painted with delicate hue,
A complex symphony, a melody, both old and new.
