The Royal Crown Poem by Dipankar Sadhukhan

A sea of blood consumes a century's pride,
The weeping earth roars out in sudden dread;
The royal crown arrives with victory's tide,
While in triumphant joy, the world lies dead!

The gems upon the crown are tears of pain,
The throne is built upon a hill of bone;
What bitter fruit drops from this proud domain?
As history fades in darkest night, alone.

A blinding pride ignites the victor's eyes,
While defeated homes are locked in silent grief;
Across this bleeding ground a black dawn sighs,
As dying conscience brings no true relief!

The cosmic ages guard this reign of fear,
Behind the crown, the tears of joy appear.

By Dipankar Sadhukhan
Kolkata, India.
Copyrights@September29,2026.