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 The castle ended to be a prison for the royals that was supposed to be a home, 

It ended to become a haven of lost whispers,

But, it is renowned as the joyous uproar of courtiers, festive and glamorous, 

Behind the glamours there was wailing, 

A wall of tears, echos of laments, 

Imprints of ruins- ruins of great humours ever born! 

There is a ‘Castle’ in all of us- Somber, 

Bitter in memories and weaker in ties, 

Shiny outwards but hollow inside, 

A feigned freedom exercised,

Reigning champions dead and faded while still alive! 

Mummied and crusified! 

©® Farheen Bhuiyan Nancy 

Timeframe : 9.27 am, Home, Chittagong 

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