The Haunted Kingdom...

Hear the howling, of the winds. Through the empty halls of your kingdom. So you had to be king, cold and controlling. With your orders, never to let anybody in. Insisting, all dance and sing. No heart, no warmth, within. You wanted all to fear you, and cringe. Lost your jester, lost your crown. Now your world is turned upside down. So now you sit there with a frown, wondering why no ones, around. In your mind you know, never again, can she be found. Killed your queen. With the ropes that lashed, burned, and bound. Now haunting ghosts and cursing whisper, are the castles only sounds. :) 's a spooky Halloweeny parable.