And Crowns Crumbled to Dust

Written by: gautami phookan

And Crowns Crumbled to Dust .. .. .. Bells of triumph clang, Fortresses fain to hail thee Men of valiant swords. Glories thence fell, crowns crumbled To dust.. no wailings were heard. . . The wind about thy sceptre howl and cry, Loft precipices trampled; Ruined rich piles of graves. ~ For Dr Ram Mehta's contest : "My Best Poem of the Year 2012" Forms : Tanka /Kimo For Russell Sivey's contest : " A Mesh of Forms" (4/10/2012)