dawood naeem


The Ruins Of Mount Haden - Poem by dawood naeem

On a dark moonless night

When the stars shone bright

The bats spread their wings

And the crow ended its flight



There stood the castle of Mount Haden

With its dark walls, turrets and towers

The rusted gates and the unkempt vines

Gardens full of bowed trees and withered flowers



Deserted was the castle of Mount Haden

Empty was the throne where the king once sat

Empty also was the hall that was once grand

The feast for nobles, now dined spiders and rats




Decayed were the corpses of the once chivalrous knights

The stone steps painted red with their blood

Also lay the soulless body of a man who once was king

His armour now splattered with grime and mud



None thought about the treasure of Mount Haden

A treasure of which stories were told

By nannies to the little ones

Of a treasury filled with gems, silver and gold

The hearth in the lounge was not lit
Nor were the chimneys smoking
No more was the delectable aroma wafting through the kitchens
That once was so deliciously provoking

The king’s bed, with a lion’s head carved on it
And an Ottoman of a striking design
On a wall was burnt tapestry
Showing off the king’s bloodline


The evil had descended unto the Mount
The ghost of days passed lingered in the shadows
Slowly had the castle on the mount crumbled
Black were now the once green meadows

Legends of the castle long since forgotten
Replaced now with laments for the dead
the once lively castle now was without the living
as blood had once flown freely, crimson and red

On a dark moonless night

When the stars shone bright

There stood the ruins of a castle

As the crow ended its flight

Topic(s) of this poem: ruins

Form: Epic


Comments about The Ruins Of Mount Haden by dawood naeem

  • Nosheen Irfan (9/16/2016 2:58:00 AM)


    The ups n downs of life are depicted beautifully in this write. The stories of the rise n fall of kings have always been great lessons to the mortals. A significant write. (Report) Reply

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  • Akhtar Jawad (3/20/2015 1:12:00 PM)


    Zulm ki tahni kabhi phalti naheen (The branch of violence never gives fruits) . A wonderful poem, having a powerful message of peace, condemning war........................10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 2, 2015



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