Poem Of The Day 22nd September 2013

**Zindagi** · 22-09-2013, 04:10 AM

Once again I occupy the throne
A fake empire, no heir to the throne

Revolution is inevitable, so my courtiers say
As they conspire and have surely gone astray

Betray me they must as with fortune comes lust
The greed to feed will devour them all

Behead them I must but would it set an example
As the subjects might rise to save the hypocrite knights

At night I hear those conspiring whisperers
As my queen sleeps unaware that I know her plans

The man she gazes so charmingly upon is beneath me
For I know who he is and how he betrayed me

Standing above the crowd so high
Some say the king shall soon fall to submission

They conspire betray bribe and delay
My plans my timings, my commands my warnings

For they think the low man will soon be crowned their king
Enough is enough, they've had much of a fling

They leave me no choice but to call my pride
The last warrior of my kingdome, the nemesis wielding the dark sword

One who rides the black horse and fights the nights on the shore
to defeat the conspirators so in defeat they shall explore

As soon as the warrior rises my queen flees
Abandoning the low man and the people who betray me

Behead them I did and the warrior took the blame
But I and I alone knew what had happened and who is to frame