I saw an indigent & affluent, were worried,
As who in modern times,
shalt stand next in line!
One thought would add
another hand,
Whilst another, two more to assert, what’s mine.
For a moment overlook
elegance, wherein dwells,
As both shalt lay in
open drunk in lights;
And say in dreams that
I always be a King,
Come eclipse or two,
whether day or night.
Both imbalanced but
shalt blame all,
Shriek who passes,
albeit calms when paid,
Confuse not such with
those in ancient realms,
Wherein positions
measured only on traits!
And there’s this true
pitiful stood in middle,
Who under sheets
soaked, with complexes;
Allegiance to master,
fidelity to clan,
As both made it afraid,
guided per se nexus! 😊
© Pranav Chaturvedi
2020