A king, whether in exile, banishment,
deportation or dethroned ceases to be a king but he can pride himself on the past glory,
and can reminisce about it.
A lover, whether a loser, a blighted,
A deserted or a deprived ceases to be a lover but he can pride himself on the past glory and can reminisce about it.
Love may not lead to happy ends.
But definitely it has happy bends.
22.04.2001, Pmdi
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem