The Tughlaq Fort Poem by Ishaan Bhat

Down I came from my P.T.M. Meeting
I got a glance of a fortified building
I asked my uncle to stop; as we shall visit
As I found it very suspicious and thrilling.

We got down and straight went to the gate
But soon I realized it wasn't my fate
As the gatekeeper asked me for a ticket
My uncle shouted and yelled, 'Got it! '

Straight I went to the king's court
Though it wasn't alive as before,
As I stared-and-stared to the building afar
I got to know about it more and more

The buildings were huge, material was sandstone
I wondered if there still was any soldier's bone
'No', I got the answer from the lenient guide
Next I looked at the public well, too wide

The guide told it was about one fifty feet deep
I became scared and decided to have a look and creep
I crept and crept and it never finished
It seemed that if it was stretched by someone, as it never diminished.

I arranged for a stone before returning to the home
I asked my uncle for some time to look at the moat
Wide it was, very wide
Then I went straight out of the fort.

We reached our home and there it was a mess
I showed my father my stone-the evidence
And still I remember the fortified building
And yes, I found it very suspicious and thrilling.