I Am Roman Dynasty Poem by Jayeeta Shamsul

I am Roman dynasty
You are the reason of destruction.
I am tyranny
You are freedom.
I made enormous statue of pride
You demolished the statue with strive.
I built the places of own deed,
You unfurled the flag of freedom on it.
Once I denounced you,
Then you demolished me;
You unmasked me of my pride,
You taught me to worship common men’s tide.
I wanted to see myself on wall paintings,
But you taught me to love men’s singings.
I wanted my name to be inscribed,
But the stories of common men, you described.
I loved my crown too much,
But you loved common people so much.
I never knew you are “time” in disguise.
And “time” shouldn’t take revenge on me,
Because, I didn’t prevent its coming.
I just wanted my glory to stay,
Keeping all dusts away,
Leaving all dinginess at bay.
I wasn’t built in a single day,
And I shouldn't forget who made it possible;
I love the domed cathedral on my body,
I love the glace given by anybody;
I feel for the ruined tomb,
Once I wanted to sob,
In front of it.
I had a sublime mosque,
It was very picturesque;
But today, it’s yellow with time,
Brittle with age,
Like nature’s savage.
I've believed in Jesus,
I’ve believed in Confucius.
But I didn't believe in time,
Now I’m giving the dime.
Time is a great leveler,
In the eyes of a philosopher,
And also a superb healer.
One day it’ll heal my scars,
I’ll rebuild the dreams, once shattered.
I won’t ignore the power of common men,
My wishes won’t go vain.
I will be enormous masterpiece of Michelangelo,
I’ll be trimmed with Da Vinci’s maximo.
Time like tide will wait for me,
And I will reappear to make own destiny,
A dynasty of happiness without misery.
I will be the king of own reign,
I won’t be the slave of time! !