The One With A Golden Crown.

By Sheema Kumhar

A divine beauty with bewildering thrills, 

To protect her kingdom, committing kills.

Being disguised and pretending to be a clown, 

No one knows, she’s the one with a golden crown.

She says that she doesn’t need a appealing thing, 

As Her single sword can vanish everything in a swing. 

Children talk about her bravery and sing songs,

They say she’s the one who’s immensely strong.

What is happiness, sadness? Her never ending questions like vast ocean,

She thought, that she became a human who forgot emotion.

Passing through dark teal and deep forest green,

To find about herself, why she’s an inhuman queen.

She looked with tranquil at the oceanic and sky blue, 

Which made her chaotic worry nonchalantly flew.

Within herself deep,  

She finally found the answers and peacefully fell asleep.

By Sheema Kumhar