through cities far and beyond,
without sword nor shield.
He cared for no wealth nor diamond.
He held inside him no fear,
in the fight of the clubs were none.
None to match him in war,
he walked proud in the sun.
All through strides, spades and shades,
he was the Jack of all trades
and the Master of many...
His charm could easily impress any...
For rich or for poor, for old or young
He remained an old song sung
His victories were beyond battles or wars...
For he was none...
but the King of Hearts...
“In a pack of cards there are kings... but then folks remember... there's only one who can ever be called the king - the King of Hearts.”
Its a wonderful poem dude. Keep the good work up. I am looking forward to more of this.
ReplyDeleteneat man :)
ReplyDeleteur giving me inspiration to write a T.R. poem...
u guys can thank ur lucky stars that I m very busy these days!..
Nevertheless..ur still inspiring me! :)..
it won't be too long before i torture u all with more of my T.R dialogues :D
Reminds me of the song "Desperado" by Eagles;
ReplyDelete"Don't you draw the queen of diamonds boy
She'll beat you if she's able.
You know the queen of hearts is always your best bet."
Nice one.
Nice! More of this needs to come from that head of yours.
ReplyDeleteIf I'm not wrong,there's one thing about the King of Hearts which is quite distinguishable. He is stabbing himself in the head with his sword.
ReplyDeleteSecondly, the King of Hearts is the only King that does not have a mustache.
Apparently, diamonds, clubs and spades are by association linked respectively with the corruption of wealth, war and death...whereas, the heart as an organ is pure, open, undisguised & it does not wear artifice - hence the clean-shaven King of Hearts.
Good poem.
someone is surely inspiring superman these days... and i am waiting to meet that person!! :P
ReplyDeleteWell, I was thinking about interpreting your poem, which I am generally bad at. But this one seemed perfect. Is the King of Hearts the Buddha?
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