SAKTHI RAVICHANDRAN

(18.07.1964 / THANJAVOORE/TAMILNADU/INDIA)

A Prince of a Night


A Prince of a Night



His bowl was full of bread

pennies and some pounds

He walked and walked to her home

After finishing his dinner

He again walked and reached her home

She welcomed him with a smile

took him to her bed room as a Prince

Seconds and minutes have passed as candy

That night came to end

The day dawns as his foe

She took all his pennies and pounds

sent him out again as a beggar

Again he called his masters to help him

We are there as that beggar

Our life and pleasures are too limited as that beggar’s night



To enjoy a night

He lost all his earnings of that day

We are losing our life

to enjoy a little bit of pleasure

Again we are crying for the mercy of our Master as beggars

Submitted: Wednesday, September 23, 2009
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