Mahabharat in English rhyme

The Mahabharat, is an ancient tale of yore, An epic saga, forever for humanity to explore. Sabha Parva: The Justice assembly hall high, Yudhishthira's throne, where justice meets the eye.

In Indraprastha, a palace so grand, Built by Maya, with celestial hand. Sage Narad arrives, with wisdom to share, Teaching governance, with principles so fair.

Yudhishthira's Rajasuya, a conquest so wide, Brothers in four directions, kings to abide. Jarasandha falls, and captive kings are free, Krishna's plan unfolds, a hero's destiny.

Duryodhana's envy, a heart full of pain, Bhima's jests mock him, a sorrow to gain. Yudhishthira gambles, loses all in a night, Exile awaits, a bitter, sorrowful sight.

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