Monarch In Ditch Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty

Self-esteemed monarch of the world
Has lost his track to a ditch
Midnight howls his trouser
Darkness so crude he faces
First time after birth burns so wildly
Crying for a hand to save destiny

The greedy, lumpen and cunning as fox
No one believes his muddy pastor to hide
Temporarily his helplessness

Ultimately cruelty and cunning conspiracy
Gets success sometimes with lie and creating fear
But not it happens always
Ship sinks sometime by arrogant and organized
Opposition on the surface
History teaches this white truth!

Pranab k c
24/03/2026