All The Four Queens And Kings Poem by nimal dunuhinga
All The Four Queens And Kings
The queens in the playing cards pack
Grumble for their powerless kings.
The Master of gambler re-shuffles the pack
And like puppets they go here and there.
Shrewd Jacks hide somewhere.
When the trump card turns,
Poor man looses his pocket.
He never gets a chance,
Win the queen of hearts and back home?
nimal dunuhinga
The charm of this little poem is a certain wistful sadness which is very appealing to the reader. Take care, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 5:32:15 AM # 1.0.0.1119
reminded me of my cardplaying days, hehe.