Dharmraj Thakor

Rookie - 47 Points (13th july 1992)

King - Poem by Dharmraj Thakor

The blossomful win,
Cheering streets,
and overwhelmed me.
People, don't fall on feet,
I am the king, not the God.

My unicorn moderately walking,
My hand is up,
Here are the waves of hope.
I am hear to serve, Not to steal.
I am the king, not the demon.

So long it took to be here.
Easy is nothing,
I have gone through the defeats,
I have bumped my fear.
I am the king, not the fragile.

I'm here to see you all happy,
My Life was severe up and downs.
so much of Cares and the smiles, this is how,
I will manage my crown.
I am the king, to wholly bless you all.

Topic(s) of this poem: success

Form: Anaphora

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 19, 2015

Poem Edited: Monday, January 19, 2015

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