Love Treasure

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Love Treasure Long ago a King lost the war Almost all has been killed He managed himself to escape Got sheltered in a cave Of a dense forest Meditated, thanked Lord For rewarding the life He became a hermit Grown hair and beard Took care of wounded animals Now animals were acquainted They used to come near his cave He was having a nice sleep Breathed fearlessly He won the heart of all With love Yore passed A caravan of kings they passed Through the forest Seeing a naked bearded man With curiosity, they took rest He identified many None recognized him He talked about the Kingdom And the old and new king At last he laughingly said I am the king of the forest Without arms and horses and elephants Even I don’t have the fort Don’t need money Don’t need clothing But I am rich or even Richest king of the world My treasury is filled with love In fact it is out of human reach Here we all preach Love and love Nothing else

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