Shishir Gupta Poet Free verse

Loss of Crown and Hat

Drone around a crown,
it was my work,
I had a message,
and wanted it in,
I had separated from my swarm,
fledgelling my little arms,
which were wings,
I had folded my stings,
as I was on a noble mission,
I had reached his majesty fast,
and was droning around his crown,
murmuring that it was approaching fast,
his majesty was in danger,
alone and unarmed,
and would be killed soon,
if he did not flee now to moon,
I had landed on the crown edge,
careful of his majesty's dignity and self,
but that was too far,
for my poor chords,
his majesty was busy,
in his smoking of the cigar,
he heard not a bit,
and I had no other place,
other than nose bridge to sit,
now so near I droned and groaned,
his majesty now aware,
turned peevish,
and rose angrily in swat,
I was killed,
but his majesty also soon lost,
his crown and even the hat.

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