The Doomed Palace

The pillars so high, glaring high

High towards, unadorned sky

Intricately carved with golden petal

Surrounded by gates of shiny metal

The walls are high, reaching the sky

Vibrant with multitudinous pristine dye

Beyond the door of woods, what lies!

The mammoth beauty of seven skies

Inside as you step, as you see around

Spectacular beauty, spellbound!

On the painted walls, glitter abounds

The grandeur of Palace; nowhere be found

With this beauty was woven a morbid gloom

In the sunny garden, sun-filled flume

Queasy silence had all consumed

Not a single flower, a single one bloomed

The ivy that sat at the window sill

Gazing the path, unmoved and still,

Awaiting prisoners; abandoned, marooned,

What is left behind is, the palace doomed!