Abandoned King

An abandoned king, once proud and tall,

In an empty palace, he stands in a thrall.

With a kingdom that's faded, a crown now rusted,

Loneliness is his only company, trust in him, once trusted.

Once, he ruled with power and might,

His realm bathed in a golden light.

But now, a forsaken monarch, he's become,

A solitary figure in his own kingdom.

Yet, within him, a spark remains,

The spirit of a king who once held reins.

An abandoned king, though the world may forget,

Still carries the weight of a past he can't regret.

In solitude, he reflects on his reign,

Learning from losses, feeling the pain.

An abandoned king, in his quiet domain,

A story of a ruler who wore the crown in vain.