Queen of friends talks all as she wishes,
Tells tales from her own heart ever.....!
Leaders are there or not it is immaterial!
Such a privilege she has attained by fans
Who uphold her being feathers of same bird!
What a pity of the genuine professionals!
Parallel governments are run so in nations,
Where liberty is issued to anyone to live
Whoever who are chucked out in many places!
An asylum turned into place of domination,
Where queen of fox heart takes charge of all
Soon indirectly make all follow her diktats!
Allowing weaker vessel's skill to rule all ever
Gentleman King smiles seeing all just for love!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Queen of fox heart! Should we have to sing 'God save India'? Who has made our men so weak to be a gentleman? Nice poem to think about the notoriety of our politics in India.