The dam swelled in torrential rains,
stopping for now the cursed floods,
not crumbled by overwhelming pains,
built at cost of many men’s bloods;
take one more he said and from the top fell,
not getting any wish including love chased,
stupid should have chosen a well,
for swept ashore battered and bruised;
gone mind, gone body, not burning soul,
tormented alone it begged for someone more,
restrained by ethics how to reach goal,
what use to end in uninhabited shore;
the world is cruel to all those loyal,
as the impostors become royal.