Heartless [February 04, 2016]

Stone cold, he sits in silence

Long he waits, without a conscience

Like a statue, he resembles stone

All alone, he sits on his throne

 

In the darkness, he fights for truth

But there are others, who would steal his youth

Hidden in shadows, with intensity of fire

With cloaks and daggers, they build the pyre

 

They take his soul, and his wisdom

They take his heart, and his kingdom

They burn his house, and his children

They kill his family, and tear down his heaven

 

In the castle, there is naught but darkness

As all is laid to ruin, by the heartless

All he had known, is but a broken promise

As those he trusted, kill with madness

 

As the kingdom falls into civil war

She wonders what she was fighting for

A man hidden behind a cloak of sadness

Or a kingdom of lies for the hopeless

 

She finds him sitting, like a statue

Ever the same, words untrue

No words spoken, for she knew

His life was taken, in the coup

 

She finds her children, under sheets of red

They had been caught, within the bloodshed

The kingdom built, on all but lies

Led to it’s destruction, and demise

 

For he alone, sat upon the throne

Like a statue, he resembled stone

He was cold, had no heart

And he was the first to be torn apart

Reviews

[Najam Us Saher]

You have created a nice story through this poem. You have expressed the emotions very well.