Rama Poem by Mohammad Muzzammil

King Rama, the ruler of Ayodhya,
Born to King Dasharatha and Queen Kausalya,
A just and noble prince from birth,
Destined to bring joy to the earth.

A prince of unparalleled prowess,
His arrow and bow a force to impress,
Yet, his heart was gentle and kind,
For he knew his purpose was divine.

He was an ideal son, brother, and husband,
His love for Sita, unwavering and grand,
And when she was taken by Ravana,
He crossed oceans and mountains to save her.

His valor and righteousness revered by all,
A true embodiment of dharma, standing tall,
And when his reign as king began,
Ayodhya saw a golden era under his command.

He taught us to honor our word,
To serve others, and to always be heard,
To be fair, just, and never falter,
For righteousness will always conquer.

King Rama, the symbol of hope,
A shining example of how to cope,
In times of darkness, look to his light,
And walk on the path of truth and right.