Reminiscence...

Let her be free,
Free to move & fly fast…
As beauty of her innocence,
Remains only in her beautiful past…

The King...

At the age of Twelve...
He got the King's Shelve...

Holding on to his nervousness...
May he be enthroned brave...

I...

I may would be lost…
Lost in this worldly quagmire…

I may would be frost…
Frost in this rational attire…

I may would not be so strong…
Strong enough to call you in my throne for long…