King - Poem by Dharmraj Thakor
The blossomful win,
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.
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