Don't test the Queen, she always wins
Against all odds, despite your whims.
Manipulation, control and abuse
Are no use, you are bound to fail and lose.
The Queen stands strong and proud in storms
Unveiling plots, fake friends and thorns.
Pretence is thrust, exposed and shunned.
Betrayal - purged, condemned and numbed.
She has no doubts, no regrets, no fear.
She is endowed with the insight spear.
She is the Queen and if double-crossed,
She turns the tables; the dice are tossed.
The stakes are high, the game is baneful.
The bets are raised, foes are disdainful.
The truth unravels through covert clouds
Divulging egos obscured in the crowds.
She is the Queen in power and command
Unleashing empyreal forces on her demand
When havoc grows and ice is getting thinner.
She is the Queen, she'll always be the winner!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem