To My KING

                                                 

Genre: Sonnet

 Rational: My king is my world, whose action cannot be deciphered with praise, but can be felt in each and every citizen of Bhutanese peoples’ heart. Without him we are like birds without wings. Kings came and gone; doing their best to serve the nation and people, but the 4^th druk gyalpo is a gift from heaven to the people of Bhutan, who had serve the nation its people selflessly.     

4th and 5th druk gyalpo

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               
Eons and eons of search and struggle,

The light of hope had not appeared for its soul;

Though the blessed land was known to be an angle,

                                                  But no men had stood for its call and goal.

Wiser and wisest came up to grow

Greedy and greediest fought for the door;

 But no men with pure heart came to show

And the blessed land had nothing to pour.

Wanderers wondered for the birth of core

And that had happened with the prayer of all

So, he showed his presence in all the lore

Being a guardian and guider to one and all

The only kings of king with kindness and hope

He is our fourth Druk Gyalpo in the land of scope

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