I Met A Poor King At A Decayed Railway Station Poem by nimal dunuhinga

'Hello! A very familiar face and I am certain that we have met somewhere else before.' He started the conversation.
'I have no any idea but may be in our previous births.'
'Exactly, now I remember, I was a King in a drama and you were the court jester.' King replied.
' Oh! What a fine memory you hold?
And if possible could you please lend me few coins for the journey.'
'Hey! Still you carry the practice of joking? '
And he disappeared when the train came.