Best Maharaja Poems

Bandito, the Mexican cat,
Was counting pesos where he sat,
A sneaky cat, you never knew
Exactly what he was going to do.

Stealthily working in the night,
Stealing jewels kept out of sight,
A nimble safe cracker of renown,
Robbing mansions all over town.

A black cat only rarely seen,
People only knowing...

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You were primarily a spiritualist, 
But circumstances made you a noble warrior:
Your father, Guru Teg Bahadur,  
was treacherously beheaded.
You had to contend invaders from the Western frontier
And ward off repeated imperialist incursions from the East. 
Both the identity and very existence of the people...

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Patriotic Americans are disgusted with Trump news every morn,
all shaking their heads in disbelief at the prick who is a thorn.
With such an arrogant mien, his character is one of a pooh bah.
Always thinking he's above the law, as if he's king or maharaja.

Ridiculous is...

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Warm sun glided across the dewy sky
Guns ready the Maharaja astride his horse
The green forest spread his vast arms
Beckoning hunters from far and wide
The prize, a tiger in his prime
Nerves tingling the men ventured forth
Deep within the heart stood the waterhole
Silence broken by an occasional...

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I  have been here, the touch of the rose petals under my feet...The drink of lotus wine, adorned in white lien  and gold...   Behind the  veils , in the temples of Abydos  ... The scenes replay.... Flicking like wish...

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MY TOWN AMRAVATI


Your nickname Ambanagari indicates,
a message to me of a bride,
that has a long history in my heart.
Your garment of cotton belts,
throw snowballs charming.
You bless us with three exclusive weathers.
The historical past gives you a royal shade.
Oh! The ice candy of Rajkamal square satisfies...

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compound word verse

There is a worthy cause you see
could start a trend which needs to be
spearheaded.

Deal with arrogance, grand pooh-bah,
don’t act like some maharaja,
bigheaded.

Be stubborn and members you’ll lose. 
Teamwork succeeds under one who’s
clearheaded.

What to do with folks who complain,
a leader in angst must remain...

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Part II

What would have happened to million’s fate, 
If Subedar Ramji had failed, thee to set.
In 1891’s simmering heat of April
Born true nationalist Phule’s pupil.

Being motherless boy, thee set sails,
Thee had to bear brunt of devilish veils.
Under the curse of being an outcaste,
Hiding behind were...

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