The Queen Series: 1.The Queen Poem by Subhas Chandra Chakra

Once upon a time,
I got through a rhyme-
It sang about a Superb queen,
Who had no king, great or mean!

Years passed like months
Andmonths like weeks,
She had her fire fade,
The last desire to wed.

Often she felt like a Goddess,
Sent here on Earth as Empress,
Born to enjoy and frame the rules,
For all except her were but fools.

All She had was but the Throne,
Although powerful, She was alone.
She ruled over people with no brain,
Over hectares of Land without a rain!

She spoke so sweet to people of her town
From top of her tower, down her crown.
She promised the poor, butter and ghee,
To soak their plates, Breads for free.

Highways for the rich and airfare low,
Health cards, Laptops, Piped water flow.
Breakfast from Paris, Lunch from Rome,
Chattered plane carried her shoes Home.

Swiss Watch on wrist, Sunglasses German
Italian rings, inner wares from London
Simple in thought, the World was her family,
She cared poor and the Rich almost equally.

Such was our Queen, wide-hearted lady,
Wit and lust for Power kept her ever ready.
Freedom of speech was her lone birth right.
Full of vigour,authority, farsight and might.