Broken Down Palace Poem by Prithwish Biswas

Broken down palace
What gift do I have?
No people to see
Did I win? Or did I lose?
No rays of hope from the darkness
I did stopped the Mandarin the magician
I did all that I can do but, did I do that?
I just freed the people, but did I given freedom to the people?
What have I got? Just a broken down palace
What is the value of my sword?
Is it only for my revenge fist?
Are my parent are proud?
As I gone inside the palace it gone darker and darker just like coal
I know this place before exile, grass were green, rose were red like my blood, water was sweet and endless
But now where are sounds of the bell from church?
Hyenas were feeding of the dead people
What did I get?
Just a time less broken down palace