Queen's day
A Rose in mystique colours
Loving, and elegance
A Daisy as white as snow
Pure and refined
Sometimes broken and beautiful
But a woman perfectly made she is
She dances in trials and pain
Learning a new step everyday
For she knows a flowers needs rain to bloom
Each different, peculiar and beautiful
Cause a flower will bloom in it's time
For each is a Queen in her life, and you can't live without her
And when her crown slips elegantly she knows who she is
Cause Queens fix each others crowns with a dash of love
AVISHEK GHOSH
Thu 9th Aug 2018 14:29
Good poem Arina