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top the pinnacle of power and army, He could scare everyone, even his allies. He did.</p><p id="bd13"><b>H</b>is supporters were his own, And the rest was the ill-minded consciousness. Except for one, all other colors were ‘invisible’ to him. <i>Respect</i>, he didn’t know the word. <i>Woman</i>, it was a commodity to him. <i>Climate change</i>. A myth spoke by illusionists. <i>He was a master of delirium, with his delusional mind.</i></p><p id="26f8"><b>B</b>ecoming stronger with support, The king pushed to transform others, like him.</p><p id="813f"><b>W</b>hat happened next? <i>You can lay the finishing touch.</i> Either the kingdom, the world faces <i>doom</i>. Or, The world breathes <i>a sigh of relief </i>when his rule (ruin) ends. What future will come, only time can tell.</p><p id="a0c8"><b>T</b>ell me, <i>what is the name

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of the king?</i> (Only the initials)</p><p id="67c7"><b>©️Suntonu Bhadra, 2020. Rights reserved, but the happiness is not.</b></p><p id="99dc">If you have liked the poetry, the following content on<i> ‘Stories of a Gypsy Traveler’</i> might be of interest to you.</p><div id="fa6a" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/stories-of-a-gypsy-traveler-986b434618fa"> <div> <div> <h2>Stories of a Gypsy Traveler</h2> <div><h3>Written with Memories</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*sfuD_DJSb2eQ4gTKxzFYvw.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

Delusional thoughts, without poetic words

Once Upon a Time, There Was a King

Who Spoke Delirium

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Once upon a time, there lived a King, With supremacy, absolute power, and resources better than most of the world. He ruled (or ruined) at his pleasure. To him, others were just a bunch of fools.

He, announced that he would make his kingdom great again, proclaimed that his predecessor was not great like him, boycotted other kingdoms, who didn’t support him, blamed the outside world when anything went wrong in his state. His kingdom stood atop the pinnacle of power and army, He could scare everyone, even his allies. He did.

His supporters were his own, And the rest was the ill-minded consciousness. Except for one, all other colors were ‘invisible’ to him. Respect, he didn’t know the word. Woman, it was a commodity to him. Climate change. A myth spoke by illusionists. He was a master of delirium, with his delusional mind.

Becoming stronger with support, The king pushed to transform others, like him.

What happened next? You can lay the finishing touch. Either the kingdom, the world faces doom. Or, The world breathes a sigh of relief when his rule (ruin) ends. What future will come, only time can tell.

Tell me, what is the name of the king? (Only the initials)

©️Suntonu Bhadra, 2020. Rights reserved, but the happiness is not.

If you have liked the poetry, the following content on ‘Stories of a Gypsy Traveler’ might be of interest to you.

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