Tughlug Poem by FABIYAS M V

Tughlug



Tughlug

You were exceptional
among the ancient Indian emperors
with vast learning,
yet your silhouette stands
under the signboard,
engraved with ‘Intelligent Fool',
in the recess of history.

It was tenable
to transfer the capital
to the thorax of your empire.
But why'd you drag
the people of Delhi to Devagiri?

Your innovations turned
curses and corpses
in improper implementation.

As a ruler's thoughts
fall into the maelstrom in brain,
his subjects
sink into the fathomless suffering.

Nous deprivation determines
the decline of each reform.

It's fate
you're reborn on the earth
again and again.




Muhammad Bin Tughlug(1324-1351) , was an ancient ruler of Delhi.
Though he was a learned man, his reforms, including transfer of
capital from Delhi to Devagiri, failed due to improper implementation.

First published in Hawaii Review (University of Hawaii)

Tuesday, March 31, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: inspirational
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