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White "Crown to Apron" In bustling city, I once

White 
"Crown to Apron"

In bustling city, I once reigned high,
Remote in hand, throne under sky.

Days brimmed with joy, laughter spun,
Now on streets, thoughts run undone.

Power shifts fast, gentle turns to storm,
Summon chaos or maintain norm?

Tasks half-done, dreams smeared in mist,
In clothes market, just a tryst.

Once proud voice, now whispers faint,
Humble response, still I paint.

Self-made crown, now burnt bread's wane,
Battlegrounds linger, foes to tame.

No worry, friends, victory I chose,
From burnt bread to "pizza burger" woes.

©Santosh Jangam
  #poem "In life's journey, from royalty to domesticity, adaptability and humor are key. Despite burnt rotis and shifting power dynamics, maintain a positive outlook and embrace the challenges with resilience
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Santosh Jangam

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#poem "In life's journey, from royalty to domesticity, adaptability and humor are key. Despite burnt rotis and shifting power dynamics, maintain a positive outlook and embrace the challenges with resilience #Poetry

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