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    Creative Writing Poem The Hamlet Song

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    It is a poem written by me on the villager's rejoice on the death of a cruel and hostile king. The poem brings out the importance of kindness and care. Enjoy it.

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    Creative Writing Poem The Hamlet Song

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    It is a poem written by me on the villager's rejoice on the death of a cruel and hostile king. The poem brings out the importance of kindness and care. Enjoy it.

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    Hamlet's Song

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    It is a poem written by me on the villager's rejoice on the death of a cruel and hostile king. The poem brings out the importance of kindness and care. Enjoy it.

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    Creative Writing Poem The Hamlet Song

    Uploaded by

    Adhesh
    It is a poem written by me on the villager's rejoice on the death of a cruel and hostile king. The poem brings out the importance of kindness and care. Enjoy it.

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    Creative Writing

    Poem
    The Hamlet Song

    With boundless Happiness


    Until the Dawn.
    With Feeling Endless like a
    stream
    That poured down from the
    Hearts that know no fear

    1.
    Far off in a tiny hamlet
    Where the Sun rose and set

    For the one who that ruled


    them
    Had now been left in the
    Palace Gate

    Today the trumpets blowed


    and beat

    To know his last fate.

    With joyful chorus of victory


    unseen

    Laugh or Cry?

    Happy campers ran up and


    down
    Shouting and crying
    A message so bliss

    Hell or Heaven?

    The villagers least bothered of


    his loss
    Drank and ate and feasted
    Upon this joyful moment.

    Of a Freedom which they had


    no glimpse.
    3.
    2.
    The bells of the kirk rang
    And the village scouts sang
    To a tune of their own

    For 50 years, he ruled the


    land
    With no sympathy in him,
    No water of love on subjects
    he poured

    No warth of heart he felt.


    A Man or Beast?

    5.

    The villagers felt.

    Till one day, when the doom

    His heart was hard as a rock.

    Of the ruthless king was fixed.

    No axemans axe could drive


    through him,

    No creature in the wild lived


    foreer

    Nor a magicians wand could


    make it wet.

    No man in the world ruled


    foreer.

    4.

    This ruthless soul who forgot

    One, two and three the


    villagers

    This truth

    Count, as years of tyranny


    pass
    No happy year did the
    villagers know
    No happy harvest the fields
    eer see
    The Nightingle that sang a
    song
    So merry and so gay
    On every summer may
    Was shunned and Instead
    Sang on every funerals

    For the poison


    That caught his brain.
    Went by a riverside
    To fix his flag upon the
    enemyside.
    He slowly marched into the
    Flowing stream.
    With every step towards his
    glory.
    With soldiers like flock of
    ducklings
    Marched behind him.

    And on every raids


    A song so dismal and so dour.

    6.

    The rivr croc that drank the

    The king

    Blood and tears

    For he left his big dinner thing

    Of whose heads were chopped


    and

    And swam to his world.

    Drowned to death,

    The villagers have a message


    to say

    Grew furious and more


    furious.

    He who wepth on the death


    of others

    For the law of nature ought to


    be followed

    Have others wepth on his


    death,

    That a kin loves a kin.

    He who joys on the death of


    his fellow kin

    Be it a king or a wild.
    He made his mark on the
    ruthless soul
    And with swift jumped upon
    the rocky heart.
    He tore the tor apar.
    The soldier who witnessed this
    horrid sight
    Said that crocodile too disliked

    Have the clans joy on his


    death.

    Adhe
    sh

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