A royal prince strolled in his garden

Peeking and enjoying the fragrance of flowers.

Unfamiliar with the shortages of life

For his abode was a country within the country

Stuffed with all the comforts and joys required.

Got hungry? There lay the banquet of dishes.

Felt bored? He could enjoy the dances and music.

Longed for an outing? The Royal armies would take him anywhere he intended.

Torn wardrobe? In the blink of the eyes he would get a new one.

What would one desire for when dwelling  such comforts of life?

But alas! He felt some sort of lackings!

The Royal blood prevented his crave for roaming freely

His yearanings for having foods like a folklore

And the zeal of living some days out like a peasant.

Outside the wall of the palace was a decent man

Lost into the hustle  and bustle of life

Able to join hands to mouth twice a day

Nevertheless wondered about the grand lavish life inside the palace

The thrill of being guarded by the Royal guards

So that one would always be secured.

The aroma of Royal banquets filling one’s nostrills.

The ecstasy achieved in a place full of comforts.

How amazing it would be to summon the armies in one command?

How marvellous it would be to make them do anything?

All it would take was nothing but an order from him.

In the meantime, the whistle of the cooker blew

Then had the food getting itself served.

Took a long sigh and lay on his bed

Covered himself with a rough blanket

Nonetheless kept on wondering about

The grandeurness of life inside the palace.

By Sandeep Kattel

From: Nepal