Kings And Paupers Poem by Shreya Hacks

Kings And Paupers

Rating: 5.0

They live grandeur life
They rule the world
They rule the people
They sit on high place
They wear silken cloths
They eat best food
They sleep on foamy mattress
They have many wives
Yet when they die
They sleep in same coffin

They are born poor
Live on rotten food
Sleeps on dirt
Wear to cover the body
No money to enjoy life
Have no mates
Yet when they die
They sleep in same coffin.

Tuesday, February 23, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life,lifestyle
Aarzoo Mehek 23 February 2016

Two shades of life.... but death doesn't discriminate anyone, for it all are one. Beautiful poem with a message. Welcome to Poemhunter Shreya. keep sharing and keep reading.10

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Seema Chowdhury 24 February 2016

Very well presented, an engaging write.

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S H 06 July 2021

Nice comparison and wonderful poem.

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Chinedu Dike 14 April 2021

Really an insightful philosophical reflection.

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Anjandev Roy 02 September 2020

This is simply fantastic.......thank u......anjandev roy.

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Edward Kofi Louis 09 August 2020

Kings! ! ! They rule the world! ! ! ! But, they cannot carry everything along, After they die! Buried in the same coffin. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Chinedu Dike 14 March 2016

An insightful depiction of vanity upon vanity that is the life of human kind. A highly philosophical yet spiritual piece of poetry, insightfully penned in poetic diction with conviction. Lovely poem bristling with wisdom. Thanks for sharing Sherya. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.

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