The Lustful King

Once was a peasant
Who lived in bane
Until he caught sight
Of a lovely Beauty
he wanted to Attain.

He challenged the king
To preside in the throne.
The cocky king agreed
Thinking he’s undefeated
Until his head was blown.

People cheered in delight
For the new ruler
Who made empty promises,
Which no one suspects
His heart more crueler.

Nothing satisfied the leader
For his heart was yearning.
So he made a decision
To claim every beauty
Despite his first earning.

From here and there
He gathered every lovely
And made them his own,
Except for one far away,
Making his heart bubbly.

Challenging the other
For the last time,
The King wanted the throne
As his own to rule,
Which the other declined.

The king had no choice
But to siege the land
And issue anything.
But the other ignored
Every king’s demand.

Because his plans thwarted,
The king became impatient
And killed the other,
For his heart grew
in greedy and anticipation.

But instead of cheers,
The victory became hollow
Because his beauty desolated
To ashes and ruins,
Giving the king sorrow.
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Published on March 22, 2020 06:07 Tags: blog, blog-post, grim, kings, lust, poem, poetry
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