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The Diadem of the Land

A diadem of sovereignty, a symbol of royalty made up of Unique jewel of valley surrounded by the rarest gold of Mountains Waited for it's rightful place to dwell with all its treasures and troubles After an indefinite hunt for a secular and Democrat souls Chosen the queen of peninsula and set its heart on hers The diadem added beauty to the queen and to the land it added fortunes The charm it holds and the raving beauty it has grabbed the eyes of countries and kingdoms As it's glory spread beyond the boundaries The chances of being purloined reached the skies The queen did the best to keep it fortified and unimpaired As the time goes by the diadem was passed through generations And it was Crowned on the peninsular queen's multitudinous heirs The diadem never deprived it's charm and it's serendipity even the ages have gone Numerous eyes surrounded the diadem and countless hearts fancied to have one It often got heisted and restored, but never dwelt on the heads of the others As the time passes on , Somewhere down the line the glory of diadem among the queens was faded There came a day that no one didn't thought of A new queen was Crowned with unhackneyed hope Considered the crown as archaic and obsolete Made her own new crown and replaced the relic of bygone age Left the diadem open and wide with no intrigue and stow As it shines in the dark and reflects in the light Caught everyone eyes while they passed by And it got stolen and lost, The disappeared crown created the despair As the Queen came to know the diadem was lost And announced alimony to those who find the crown News spread all Over the kingdom But it raised a rift between two mobs As One found it's precious jewel And another it's band made of precious gold without the other doesn't form the complete crown One who had the jewel wants the gold The others Denied of giving it Started with denial and protest Continued with deaths and destruction Left the city with burnt and ashes Land of jewel turned into land of blood Nothing was done to stop this ardent havoc, How can the problem can be solved? Who is responsible for all this ?? Isn't the queen who should be sober??

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