I am the King of this lust
And I follow my Queen of heart
My mind works faster than dart
Her heart settles down the dust
I am being termed as Pupppet
But who is not at the hands of fate
In love I have learned to negate
To get something I had to fall down
From the heights of my Ego I won't understand
The carrier of balloons will fall flat
And between the two legs it will settle
To rise again in ecstasy of love for life
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent poem. Nice philosophy. I am the king as well now.