A Gem of a Prince, Shri Rama!

Sita and Rama were now happily married

One, the other, in their hearts, they carried

They went around the palace like two love birds

Exchanging their love through looks and words

Manmathan shot his arrows with all his might

At Rama and Sita throughout the night

But their love for each other was a smokeless flame

The smoke of lust disappeared, tame

For, their love for each other was purely divine

To express which they didn't have to entwine

All they did was to sit by each other

Hold their hands, leaning shoulder to shoulder

Rama was not just the delight of Sita

But was the source of joy to all of Ayodhya

He was the very embodiment of goodness

The highest standard of psychological fitness

He never did speak a word of lie

To cravings of pleasure He bid good bye

He chose His words before He spoke

Careful of sensitive feelings, not to evoke

He was generous enough to give anything away

For the needy and helpless who came His way

Once He gave, He forgot that

And never did He speak about that

He was beautiful like a painting with no error

Yet He never looked at Himself in the mirror

He never thought of His own greatness

To all that He did, He was also a quite witness

He was gentle, polite and well behaved

With a physic so strong like a stone engraved

A perfect blend of character and strength

His glories were sung throughout the nation's length

He was powerful like the sun

And pleasant like the moon

He was a bull in might

And a tiger in fight

He was like a lion, cool and majestic

Also like an ant, busy and energetic

He walked like an elephant with affirmative strides

This was proof that He would conquer the timely tides

He took time to spend with the elderly crowd

Fell at their feet to make them happy and proud

He often walked among common men

Enquiring their well being, quite often

"If there is anything that you lack, please tell me

I'll talk to my father and make him see

For my father is ever devoted to you

Your welfare his breath, as far as I knew"

He respected men of every like

A cobbler and a goldsmith, all alike

For He always kept one thing at heart

That all of them played their significant part

When people yelled at Him in misunderstanding

He never held that in His heart for later fuming

He talked to them with words polite and humble

Hearing which they started to smile, stopping to grumble

In every problem He could see the solution

With an intellect unclouded with prejudicial conclusion

He always spoke words of wisdom and love

To which every head in His kingdom did bow

His father and King, heard all about this

Through his numerous subjects, as it is

Grew prouder and happier day by day

Summoned Rama to his court one fine day

Rama went and fell at His father's feet

And then in the hall, took His seat

The King watched his son with ultimate pride

With awe in his eyes that were open wide

"Son, from the day you took birth

I am the happiest man on the earth

Everyday I hear news about you

My citizens and subjects expressing their view"

"Your popularity grows day by day

People trust you in every way

My hair does grow day by day

Changing its colour from black to grey"

"I think it is time for me to retire

And make you dress the King's attire"

Hearing this the crowd whistled and cheered

The proud King smiled, caressing his beard

Rama was unmoved by the change of events

With a stoic mind, He spoke His comments

"Father, thy wish is my command

I am born to do what thy demand"

Thus was decided Shri Rama's coronation

Setting the entire country in gleeful celebration

The entire nation sung with a voice so warm

Jai Shri Ram! Jai Jai Shri Ram!!