This poem was made for my mum's birthday. She was born on September 30th. And so, I made a poem last year for this special person because she gives me endless love that is too much for me. Where else can I put the rest? My heart, my soul and all of me is full of her love. That is my loving mother.
My Queen
My strong Queen.
30th Sept, born is a female warrior on this sacred day,
Breaking the silence of the world,
With her cries - glorious, divine, gold.
Growing up to be beautiful inside out,
In the midst of the hardships,
Girl, daughter;
lady, sister;
woman, mother.
My queen,
Carrying me inside her belly, so strong - for nine months.
Laughing in mourning,
Concealing all the longing,
All the sorrow.
Stand tall in a world of prejudice,
Humility amongst the selfish.
My strong Queen.
She endured all the pain - endless sacrifices,
Because she is the greatest - and will always be,
She will win in this world - even in heaven.
Because she fights with all her might,
She is her own knight,
Fighting mightier than most of the men.
And because, she is my beautiful angelic Queen.
My angelic Queen,
I just want u to know that,
Even when I fall, down on my knees,
I will continue to fight, ignoring the bleed,
Just so to make u feeling so so proud with alacrity,
To claim me as your greatest victory.
To my one and only Queen, Happy blessed birthday. May you will be blessed by God throughout your journey in this life.
Stay strong.
Stay positive.
Stay happy.
Stay the beautiful you.
Love,
Your funny daughter
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RomanceThis book is about random things that she always thinks of. It's so random so don't expect the perfect. Someday, it will be a poem. Someday, it will be a random thought. Someday, it will be a ridiculous rant. Someday, it will be short stories too...
