Mock Epic: The Fall Of The Toy Kingdom Poem by ashok jadhav

Sing, O Carpet, witness to the demise of realms miniature,
Of Heroes who once ruled the Toy Kingdom with valor unmatched,
Where blocks were towers, dolls the noble court,
And every figurine a knight, wizard, or sovereign.
Behold the Mortal, tiny Titan, guardian of the realm,
Who watched as chaos descended like storm clouds.
The Kingdom, pristine at dawn, sprawled across the floor,
Now shattered by reckless hands, pets, and untimely collisions.
The Blocks, once mighty citadels, lay toppled,
Carriages crushed, dragons defeated, armies scattered.
Lego soldiers, once proud, lie twisted in defeat,
And castles crumble beneath the weight of tiny boots.
The Child Hero weeps, tears of fury and grief,
As Socks, cunning thieves of the domestic realm, flee unnoticed,
And pets, beasts of fur and mischief, pounce upon the ruins,
Claiming spoils with gleeful abandon.
Yet even in devastation, courage persists:
Pieces are gathered, plans devised,
New forts will rise, new kingdoms forged,
And the Hero learns the eternal lesson of play:
That every fall is but the prelude to a greater adventure.
Thus ends the epic of the Fallen Toy Kingdom,
Where mortals—small and mighty—wage battles of imagination,
And even in ruin, legends endure, absurd, heroic, and eternal.