In a dress too heavy on the silky skin, a forced smile,
Here comes the princess to be crowned as a queen,
Thinking the era when monarchs were the monarchs
Alas! The monarchy just a tradition without its sheen!
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Wow, your imagination is superb, Sir Akhtar. Wonderful poem on life.. So brilliantly penned.
is this some sort of political statement? bikini! ? ? i was the one you saw lowering the umbrella. I'll have to watch more closely the next time doves fly by me! ! bri :)
The idea came when I watched " Roman Holiday" once again on TV at this old age.