Tears of A Kingdom
Wooden furniture in tears, shine so bright
We witness it all, in sorrowful plight
It’s melody, a symphony sublime
Without healing, a kingdom we cannot find
The unpolished surface has been beautifully made
Soothing memories emerge, no longer afraid
Time has witnessed the breached hearts of these
The furniture’s tears, a silent keynote plea
Vivid hues, still so strong to behold
Alleviating sadness, masking the cold
The kingdom’s furniture Eid a tear of joy
Creating fresh beginnings, no lingering toy
