I Am A King Poem by Prabir Gayen

I am a king

I have lost my crown,
Not a king and not a folk,
I am without crown a king,
Like a poet without poem.

I have lost my crown,
In the deep forest and field,
In the river and horizon,
I have lost my mind and soul.

Exile in my own house,
I am a poor man with crown,
Unfit to my present gown,
I have lost my kingdom.

Anger and attachment to none,
Only pain in my deepest heart,
Pain of losing my dukedom,
Loneliness is the only way.

Became king many a time,
False or real what is the matter?
All kings are real and all are false,
A shepherd can be the king of kings,
His field is his kingdom.

Only for a night or a day,
I am a king of my own mind,
The choice is mine and it is real,
I am a king for I have lost my crown,
open to the surface of life.

Am I not your king?
King of your heart full of Love!
Ha! I am, know your soul and
hold me close to your breast,
A king without mind will you know.

I am a king and it is true to me,
Within my soul the stars blink,
The moon shines with Joy,
The day and night alter,
I am a shrine within my temple.

@prabir Gayen:
3 June,2020,2: 02 AM.