Treasure Island

Kanishk Dang

(16-07-1997 / Mumbai, Maharashtra, India)

The King In Coffin Wanders

Lay solitary the king in his cofffin
Buried by his men in the desert's mean
Rhapsodized was that his ethics shall dwell forever
But forgetfulness is human's nature, so forgot all
Yet bleeds his heart even after death
Because his people fight and hang dagger on their own king's head
Also forgot Him in the times of victory, he minds
Also piercing sword in their enemy's back has become tradition
Wanders he watching people kill their own family for the grand chair
Which is inconsequential in the long-run
Politics, fashion and fads have turned down lives of everyone
He cries that morality has also left no trace
Dreaming now of his time he lies laughing
Back to sleep with thoughts about God's creation

Submitted: Saturday, November 09, 2013
Edited: Saturday, November 09, 2013

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I had written this at the time when I was wandering about our lives and its meaning. Then I wandered about it relating to the past and present today. I guessed that a lot had changed and therefore I penned this sonnet. I understood that we were and yet are failing in our live's meaning. This was never disclosed among wide public.

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