When I Found Myself Dead

When I found myself dead in my dream I was of 41 only and 64 is yours You were happy enough to Find a way for remaining crowned till '41 Have you ever found yourself dead In any of your dreams? Never, I know, You are forgetful of death. No king I'm, Thanks God! Rather, I'm one of them Who seem as if poor but kings of the kings In fact. That's called the poets. The poets- Who know the past, present and future Who know about mortals and immortals Tonight, again I'll find myself dead or alive in my dream When Pharaoh, Hitler and Mussolini are but dust, in real.