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My King



The football court had enough of them
The dance club had a number to define the best

I wonder if my king is a football camp
Or is a best dancer ( the irony is there are no best dancers)

The canteen had enough hanging on the food counter for egg
Gym friqs
The streets had faces that were difficult to mark as the best
As heart is the only criteria of the best

I wonder if my king spends time with dumb bells
Or is someone like coconut with the softest heart in the core

The place where I come across the men's working on the monitor has many geniuses with and without the glasses
The place where I  wonder in the leisure time
Have many sitting with silent smile and some smoking their sadness out

I wonder if my king is a tech
Or is he someone who is growing with his struggles

At house warming party had met a few bunch playy with kids
And a lot many running from their tantrums but smiling to their smiles

I wonder if my king is a kid at heart
Or is athlete when there are kids around me

At the karaoke had seen few singers humming just for their other parts
And few professionals best with vocal cords and guitar strings

I wonder if my king is a bathroom singer
Or is a rockstar around whom girls dream to wonder

At the writing workshop had met few writers penning life
A few inking love and the rest just penning a secret dairy

I wonder if my king has the moon as his dairy
Or has penned pages with his thoughts

Whatever may be reason for making him shine for the world
If he is mine , he has got the best stars.

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