Withstanding the ravages of time
And halting an expanding empire,
Stood the Kingdom of Mysore
Like a dragon in tiger's attire.
Ruled for four hundred years-the Maharajas,
Respected and loved by every man
Who brought many a glories and fame
Until it became the target of a treacherous plan.
Was considered as a threat by the British
as the kingdom was powerful and strong,
An army of alliance against it was formed
Mysore had few friends, but list of enemies was long.
Its capital was lost in a great battle
Many people died including its leader,
But the concept of freedom survived
Waiting for the dawn of new order.
The occupation did not last forever
British Empire came to an end for sure,
But lived on in the memory of people
The magnificent Kingdom of Mysore
6/5/06-Copyright V.Aarella
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
reminds me of the mysore procession...the fat kig...he spoilt my concept of a handsome prince! ...that was way back in 1969! ! ! ! ...nalini