Far from you
I had to spend time
Further still
I was going.
When I wear
all the royal robes
the eyes of the actor in me
gets blinded
as if eyes are getting cataract
Then, HOW HE WILL RECOGNISE OTHERS
And I had been the king
I had forgotten many.
And I was remembering many
What is the wrong with the throne
Relations were cutting short
With the diminishing life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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