Neither Understood, Nor Explained

NEITHER  UNDERSTOOD, NOR EXPLAINED

I was believed  the mightiest  of all,
The thing known was only my countrymen soul.
I worked upon day and night in silence,
For my nation I had the path lf violence.

I commanded  work with me, don't  stop till you achieve,
There is only one priority  from day to eve.
I spoke whatever  I felt was right,
As my countrymen  welfare  was my sight.

Once, a winter night in days of battle,
I went out silently to see was everything  settle.
Fog and mist was all around,
It was calm but then I heard a certain  sound.

When I noticed the topic of voice was me,
So to listen, I got hidden behind the tree.
I was excited  to know their views,
Being a king I still felt on head water dews.

In a moment my heart got jerk,
They spoke something  which won't  work.
I loved my countrymen by heart,
The had uttered  something which hurt.

"He thinks him to be supreme,
Always thinks to command upon team".
Other said-"His pride is more above,
Nor countrymen has got his love".

For the first time I had such opinion,
I never thought from this vision.
Was I really of this way,
Should I go away or think here to stay?

Back to palace, I very well knew,
Tomorrow  was the last battle  of queue.
The watch striked midnight,
Somewhere in my heart dilemma was at its height.

Now I was at battle hours,
With my army I kept raising  country  towers.
We all fought with our full strength ,
Finally  my country had all boundry length.

People celebrated the victory,
All together  said I had created history.
I could hear appreciation everywhere,
But I knew many still blamed anywhere.

Within me, I knew I was correct,
Though many didn't  knew this fact.
And I like constant never thought of loss and gain,
That why they neither understood ,I nor explained.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Michael Avatar
December 6, 2017 at 6:34 AM
I loved the story...All the best Shikha
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