A kingdom on its knees

A kingdom on its knees….

With skies ruptured like knifed orifices
Beneath esoteric gruesome sacrifices
As red sepulchers unveil ethereal skies
The air reverberates with blood curdling cries
With the king lay on his stained bed with pain….
And the enemy’s superior armies reign
Chaos pandemonia death and fear…
Fragrant blood in the dank musty atmosphere
As Hades army marches into the town
Death destruction and tattered dilapidated gowns
Houses ablaze, ensnared children crying for their dead protectors
And Devildom voyeurs laugh with sadistic pleasure
With skies ruptured like knifed orifices
Beneath supernal human gruesome sacrifices
As night falls on this forsaken land
A kingdom once palatial and grand…
As darkness embraces the squalid corpse
Their lifeless open eyes through which their soul froths
Towards the skies so empty so vast
But alas
The king breathes his last breath, indeed
Another kingdom brought down to its knees

By
Viswanath