Walking in those dusty paths and rough roads,
He walks as he rules the world on his own.
Scaring the might of any living soul.
His eyes decipher the fearful walk.
He ain't scared of anyone, He ain't ruled by anyone.
His paws are full of blood and soul full of passion.
His elegance is superior than any kind.
He masks the death in his rigor.
But all above, is not why he is called a king,
Neither because he controls the world,
Nor because his elegance stands the tallest,
Not even because his eyes convey his superiority.
He is called a king,
Not because of his majestic walk,
But because I have seen,
That, A king only bows down to his queen.
He is called a king,
Not because he is a king,
But because I have seen,
That, A king only bows down to his queen.
Tanishq Sharma
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Parmeshwar bows down to Mahaprakiti. This is why Mother is the greatest of anything in the entire universe. These are the sayings from the slokas of Geeta, upnishada and Puranas and reflected in your nice poem. Very nice to read.
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DeleteNice lines. I liked Pradip da's interpretation too.
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DeleteI liked your poem Tanishq...very nice :)
ReplyDeleteAnd same here Indrani.
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DeleteGreat poem. Great picture.
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