..And thus sank the taj *

The silent symphony, the unsung ode
of millions Loves, that bore no testaments
when turned into a Blue sea of tears
The Kings, the Lears
the crowns and the crowned
all of them drowned.
.
For centuries they turned labour into ornaments
From Red blood of starving peasants
they made a monument of love
White as a dove.
.
But with all their Yellow gold they sank
and sank with them
the extravagant symbol of the love royale
old and pale...
.
The Taj !!

* (c) Naash!