Persepolis – Takhte Jamishid Poem by Seyamak Ghambari

Memory of ancient times, stored in pillars of stone,
Magnificent, majestic and yet elegant Throne,
Reminder of Persian Empire once before,
The greatest kings world had ever known,
Ruled their kingdom with their much wisdom.

Persepolis, Takhte Jamishid is known to you and me,
Ordered by Daruis, the greatest king of kings,
Three years in planning and eighty years to build,
Nothing like it ever to be seen.

Kings from near and far,
Many offerings they brought,
Through the Hall of Hundred Columns they marched,
Gifts of precious jewels, Water and Earth they brought,
By the kings feet they laid them down.

Palace of such magnificent and beauty,
Columns so tall, hurts you back to see its top,
Inscriptions delicately carved on walls,
Many stories to tell you of the ancient times.

Wide staircase and The Gate of All Nations,
Welcomed all visitors, came to see The Shah,
What magnificent view that must have been?
To see the King of Kings on his throne of the time.

But now with great sadness and shame,
This majestic building left in ruins,
Desert sand claimed some parts,
Western thieves taken other parts,
Our own can’t see their duty,
To keep our ancient memory safely.

There is not much left of such glory,
Hurts to see, it’s lost daily,
It is our duty to preserve,
And pass on to the next,
The next generations must see,
The glories, our fathers have achieved.

Please help to restore our past,
Make the nation proud of what we have,
Open “The Gates to All Nations” once more,
Let them come, see and enjoy,
Our ancient heritage of the past.