Ashoka - The Warrior Becomes Meek . . .

Emperor Ashoka

"Oh! king of the kings, my emperor"
said the minister witha sign of terror,
"Kalinga still remains uncaptured,
Its still a free perching bird."
"What's the problem, let it be free,
it's a tiny nation why don't you see?"
said the emperor with great wisdom.
then the minister spoke with respect some,
"Your father led a quest,
and tried out his best,
to capture that nation,
and bring it in relation,
but he got badly defeated."
hearing this ashoka's mind beated,
He pulled out his sword,
"I swear in name of good lord,
that filthy nation I wil crush,
pull you weapons, we have to rush.
Wake your army, the elephants, the horses,
and lead a quest, with huge forces,
against that evil dictator,
swear on the name of the creator,
that either we win or else die,
shout this loud, give a cry.
let those enemies know,
and bow their heads low.
Let them shiver with terror,
and se the rise of a warrior,
just put your heart and soul,
to bring that state in our control.
Let's step on those filty insects,
and crush the nation which infects,
our self respect, our prosperity,
just shoe them our cruel hospitality."
Thus spoke the enraged king,
whose rhymes we noe sing.
The great emperor, noble Ashoka,
whose name is capable to invoke,
courage and power to fight,
who had enormously large insight.
His army took up arrows and bows,
and settle themselves in proper rows,
with aroar they set on a war,
with Kalinga, a state to far.
Two powers met over at fields,
and swords tore enemies shieds.
Thousands of soldiers fell down dead,
many laid down without a head.
The city drowned in a flood,
flowed down in river of blood.
many mothers lost their son,
many saw their last sun,
hundreds of soldiers lost their lives,
city saw many mourning wifes.
A decision due to Ashoka's rage,
led a great war to engage,
which resulted in a great destruction,
and thousands of mind sdrowned in frustration.
even after these great massacres,
kalinga didn't call back the attackers,
so the war still didn't end,
more soldiers Ashoka did send.
more blood dropped on the fields,
city saw more broken shields.
At last a head fell down,
and Ashoka picked up the crown,
king of kalinga had fell down dead,
and slept forever on his death bed.
Then the emperor gave a sigh of relief,
after dropping a montain of grief,
on the native, the citizens of kalinga,
who once merrily used to sing,
the energetic songs of life,
and were never afraid of knife,
now shivered at name of war.
And were afraid of going to far,
away from their house their home,
coz the armoured soldiers roam.
They were afraid of getting killed,
this fear in mind Ashoka had build.
Then Ashoke came to examine the city,
seeing its condition he felt pity,
drops of tear fell from his eyes,
everyone saw that a emperor too cries.
mercy now dwelled on his merciless face,
dissatisfied and disillutioned by his kingdom chase,
he knelt down and picked some mud,
his hands stained red, full of blood.
He ordered his men to retreat,
and he fell down on queens feet.
"Oh good lady! I am the one,
who killed your husband, and your son,
I know I can't be forgived for the crime,
the deed I have done, but with passing time,
I will try to make up for what I have done,
this is my promise, I swear of the sun,
If you want to punish me, take this sword,
chop my head, and give it to lord.
I was out of my mind to do such a thing,
but I swear, soon prosperity I will bring,
The great lord Buddha I will preach,
peace, prosperity and serenity I will teach."
hearing this spoke the queen,
"A warrior like you, I have never seen,
an hour ago you had thirst for kingdom,
and now you talk of great wisdom.
I never saw a heart so pure,
no other king ever tries to cure,
the pain and misery they use to bring,
rather they force their peaple to sing,
songs of their greatness and thier name,
which brings them a lot of fake fame.
Ashoka, your name will also rise,
above the clouds, above the skies.
coz kings like you are born very few.
that is why today I forgive you . . ."
After that the warrior became meek,
King Ashoka went away to seek,
teachings from the buddhist sages,
who had been in peace for ages.
Later he returned a just and wise king,
whose name till now we use to sing,
A emperor who preached non-violence,
who in him had a great balance,
of power and wisdom, Ashoka was the king,
for whom today, this rhyme I sing . . .

Maurya - The Warrior Emperor . . . .

Chandragupta Maurya

"I am the man, the warrior,

whoever be my enemy I don't care,

disciple of chanakya the great,

having ability to change my fate.

The great king of the history,

my past still a great mistery.

Whenever I stood up with a sword,

I became the death lord.

With flowing blood of a kshatria,

I rose up the empire maurya.

The wind tells my tales,

the emperor who never fails.

The mountains recite my name,

giving a boost to my fame.

I am the man who fought the greeks,

and won the battle within weeks.

I am the king of the kings,

my tales the world sings."

This is what Maurya would have said,

but he sleeping forever on his death bed.

Chandragupta's Teacher - Chanakya(Kautilya)

So, some time of yours I want to lend,

to let you know his start to his end . . . .

A child was born in a mauryan clan,

of khatriyas, to a man, 

with a wife named mora.

The child was Chandragupta Maurya.

To a hunter he was sold,

in history it is told,

there he met kautilya,

a teacher from taxila,

who took him to the school,

and used him as a tool,

for rising a great empire,

which should be like a fire,

capable of burning down,

the expanding greek town.

In takshila he became a warrior,

to his abilities there was no barrier.

Unbeatable that boy became,

uncontrolable, impossble to tame.

A warrior, he was mora's son,

Nanda Dynasty

shining brightly, brighter than sun.

From taxila his quest began,

he became an army of one man,

then he saw the macednian army of Greeks,

and studied closely those mind-freaks,

by becoming a soldier in their camp,

his teacher Chanakya still his only lamp,

after driving away the foreigners from his land,

his conquest began, a target too grand,

of demolishing the Nanda dynasty . . . .

For this he had to destroy that king,

who forced his people to sing,

songs of his greatness, his fake victory,

just to be immortal, always alive in history,

Dhananand was his name,

his character dumb and lame,

a blinded lover of gold,

for which he would have sold,

his motherland, his birthplace,

just a dark mind behind a fair face.

Maurya aspired to kill that king,

to free the people and to bring,

and bring an end to their miseries endless,

but he was all alone, lonely and friendless.

With help of chanakya an army he raised,

Mauryan Dynasty

burning hot and pathetically raged,

determined to make that cruel king cry,

ready to fire up, explode and die.

On lines of macedonia the grew in number,

with a aim to turn magadha into a slumber.

Finally the explosive exploded,

and the whole magadha got raided.

The elephant had a downfall,

the peacock made a victory call.

A great warrior Dhananda had to face,

his palace became his death place.

The reign of nandas came to an end,

and maurya's empire began to ascend.

But his destiny was still too far . . . .

After killing dhanand, he became the king,

and got the most beautiful thing,

The Princess, she was Dhanand's daughter,

the reward he got after that slaughter,

love then touched Maurya's life,

so, Durdhara became his first wife.

But the warrior in him didn't stop,

he wanted to be at the top,

so that his name the whole world sings,

he wanted to be the king of all kings.

Coin Of Mauryan Dynasty

This thirst led him to war,

and his boundaries extended too far,

he had an army so large,

which was now fully ready to charge,

to conquer the valley of indus river,

and to make every enemy shiver.

After owning the valley he took a pause,

improving the empire structure was the cause.

His empire had a time of serenity and peace,

but then Seleucus came to cease,

the indian posessions of Alexander thd great,

but that land was not in his fate,

Chandragupta crushed those selucid greeks,

in no time, within a few weeks,

but Seleucus was not a man to loose,

so war was what Maurya had to choose.

They fought with courage and no fears,

so the war went on for two years.

At last they had to get together,

and sign a treaty with each other.

Seleucus gave the most beloved thing of his life,

to Chandragupta as his wife,

Helen thus became his second queen.

He became the first emperor India had seen,

Chandragupta's Son - Bindusara

his empire grew in size very fast,

the biggest one, with boundaries too vast,

From himalayas to the narmada river,

His name made every king shiver.

After this his quest came to a hault,

this was not at all his fault,

his prime minister instructed him to do so,

said it was now high time to throw,

light to internal matters of his kingdom,

and give some example of his wisdom . . . .

He did as his teacher told him to do,

due to him, Chanakya's dream came true,

a dream to see Indian landmass united,

which ultimately he sighted.

A vast and prosperous empire maurya now had,

but then winds brought a news, which was quite bad.

To meet Maurya arrived a sage from jainist sect,

and told something which had a great effect,

on peace and calm of Chandragupta's mind,

what to do he wasn't able to find.

The sage warned him of a great drought,

twelve years of misery which would have brought.

Bhadrabahu was the name of that sage,

Chandragupta's Grandson - Ashoka

who endured Chandragupta to leave that princely cage.

Abdicting the throne to his son, he left his kingdom,

and so left the king, a warrior full of wisdom,

silently he died by starving himself to death.

The emperor who fought for peaple till last breath,

so died emperor Chandragupta Maurya,

the first unifier of our motherland India . . . .

His glory was carried on by Bindusara his son,

and his kingdom expanded by Ashoka his grandson.

This is how the legend came to an end,

a legend who was a saviour for a friend,

and for a enemy a unbound terror.

For him today I write "MAURYA - THE WARRIOR EMPEROR"