The Stories Of scheherazade Poem by Mantrana Mahi Agarwal

A tale of adventure was spun each day,

In the royal palace of Persia,

For the queen's young sister, Dunyazade

But that was before the story stopped at dawn

And was to continue at dusk for a thousand days,

Raynah was heartbroken and thought all women were equal

So a queen went into the palace each day,

Never to be seen again

For his heart belonged to Scheherazade, the queen of a thousand stories

At last, when she said, she doesn't have an another witty tale

He  revealed to her his plan,

Saying this was only to draw her attention 

and all the other queens were safe

They lived a happily ever after,

And from those thousand tales

The magic of the Arabian nights is evergreen and arose

The Stories Of Scheherazade