An Unfortunate King

An unfortunate King



I am an unfortunate king in my wars

Triumphs always reached my enemy’s hands

My sword failed to fetch the fruits of victories

and it made wounds in my hands and in my body

My shield forgot to save me from the daggers

and it added burden on my back when I was tired

The arrows from my bow failed to reach the target

and they killed my soldiers instead

My crown and my rule in my land

Kept me still not as a king but as a stranger

When will I swear and when will I marry

The girl of good luck, the fortunate fairy?

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rago rago 29 June 2009

ravi nallairuku........ life is yours dream for a life.when birds, animals which never know abut tomorrow are living we human never never intend to live....... best write...

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