You lent ears
to the gossips around
Blindfolded to see the facts
Hypnotised by some around
All attempts went in
catching no flies
Nothing made a space
to convince you
Your muted ears
censored my voice
Only things caught your ears
Similarly , King Lear flattered
by deceiving daughters
Knew the fact
many things often
left for free
For the choice of fate
though no use of hitting around
Justice might be delayed
But waited till the sunrise
At last, the day of trial
dragged you in full court
Now your conviction
gave a wakeup call
However, too late to retrieve
Those joyful days and facts.