In the golden halls where kings preside,
A lineage of power, in grandeur they abide.
With crowns of wisdom and hearts so bold,
The tales of their reigns are timelessly told.

From battles fought on distant fields,
To the peace their sagacious rule yields.
Their thrones built on honor, justice, and might,
A beacon of hope, a guiding light.

In kingdoms vast, their banners unfurled,
They shape the fate of nations, and the world.
Through trials and triumphs, their spirits soar,
As history’s keepers, they forever more.

In their shadows, the future does gleam,
Kings of yore, guardians of the dream.
Their legacy, a testament to time,
An eternal saga, in poetic rhyme.