Fall Of Nochmir Poem by Wesley Mincin

Fall of Nochmir

A shrouding mist of mystery,
spread through this old hall.
Its walls speak legends of the past,
of a kingdom's rise and fall.

This darkened chamber use to host,
grand parties for royalty.
But now the darkness rules the throne,
ever so silently.

Once, a kingdom ruled these lands,
for untold centuries.
But now it lays within its grave,
for all eternity.

Corruption was the culprit
Desire was the tool
The poison slowly spread and so,
the King and Queen turned cruel

Violence sparked within the realm
Blood soaked through the land
The King and Queen fell victim but,
no heir was left to command.

This palace is a relic
and a scroll of history.
It started and then ended here,
The Nochmir Dynasty