Monday, January 8, 2018
To Seek The King
The seeking for the king is in a realm of wickedness,
It's a dreadful crime and drama to confound the idea.
Why are the praises so complete, as the lucrative method?
This day my king creates a day's wonder, acting like a man.
The women of the world exit, return and demote the warrior,
This day their rights are in completion, due to the mankind.
One queen is a king's companion for the world to watch,
My praises complete their pathways of the inside and outside.
A man is not a woman, and man speaks unlike the rainbow,
Because the realities of a night in united being is so colourful.
The night is when the powers are heard dutifully like waves
Of sounds, purposively enacting the supreme beauty of a king.
Topic(s) of this poem: kingdom,seeking