Friday, November 27, 2015

"Of kings and castles"

Of kings and castles long live lores
Like echoes down the corridors
Of castle walls all made of stone
Of kings remains all made of bone
Beyond the dust and crumbled walls
Reverberating, empty halls
The tales are told to split the age
And captivate the stoic sage
The heart that thrums the cord of light
Begets a rainbow to ignite
The king of stone to sudden tear
And castle walls to persevere
Of kings and castles made of stone
On windswept plain, set all alone


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