Cessation
Tinted colors of old
Debauched, dubious mysteries
Finagled corrupt's gold
A glorious, poignant history
An empty throne,
And tales of skirmish
Standing draped in gold, all alone
A war cry and a death wish
Glorious structures,
Secluded with pride
Curtained with greed and power
A broken ruling mind
Sky turning grey
Chains broken for freedom
Nobility burned like hay
End of the golden demon.
© Rohan Suresh
Copyright © Rohaan Suresh | Year Posted 2016
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