I know it's hard
when you see me
not to touch me
But you must see
it can never be
because I am king
By all means look at me
and kneel before me
but please don't touch me
You can smell me
you can dream about me
you can even give money to me
but please don't touch me
for I am your king
dear King. GOOD NEWS. poemhunter has voted overwhelmingly to allow You to vote as many times as You wish for each of Your poems and the cumulative total for each poem shall be Your rightful score. i am a bit concerned though. while reading this poem it almost seems as though You are being humble.
I'll try to resist you King Big Head, but it's difficult because your poetry is so, well, er, the word escapes me right now.
A good all round poem, I am proud of myself, I could only give myself a ten for this. If I could have give more I would. I will come back later and rate it again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
oh King Big Head, i know what You mean. You are too good to Your subjects; my doctor tells me that Royal Rashes are the devil to get rid of.