Be The Queen

By Anju Kumari

A winter that bleeds blows the wind.

Slow down the hurricane, or it will leave no trace.

Petrified the beast with her art of calmness.

Sunrise with the blue and purple, in a world of whispered dreams and silent night.

Her voice, a melody of grace, echoes through time, asking to cry and rant.

With every word and every choice, she is still in the cage with beast, tied her wings and no power to her voice.

A beacon is about to shine, somewhere away from the coast of violence and pain.

A song of freedom, a cherish dream.

From chains unseen, she breaks away.

No more quiet time, and timid heart, she steps forth being the aura of an art.

Claimed all her strength and courage now, she is ready to shine.

With no more boundations by age old ties, she is ready to spread her wings and fly.

In the light of rising sun, the flowers are now blooming which once died.

With every step, she made her way for a brighter, bolder day.

For the freedom's song, she stands like a queen.

" Dress like a queen, who else cares about the king!

Lose or win, always in the battlefield.

Cry for yourself, laugh at yourself.

Don't need a mirror to reflect you, be the shine, the crowd cheers for!

Walk the faith with love, keeping respect as an armour.

Touch the sandalwood, fierce the touch.

Hold the date and be the first.

Look back, no way, keep your steps away from the past.

Call the list of love to put an end, work hard, let them slay.

Stand high, erase the past with present.

The hustle is right under your feet and the clouds above you.

You are the image of present, be the queen today and forever! "

In every heart, her spirit gets glory.

She passed the test of escapism with radiant glow of women's right.

Now the beast is all tied with every little punishment and justice.

The violence that once he carried is swept now.

The world transformed, as she takes the flight.

She is all ready to be the queen and conquer the world with this time.

By Anju Kumari

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