The ‘Queen’dom

It feels nice when a woman understands another
When a woman respects her own dignity
When she cherishes her defeats
As much as her victory
When she learns to value
Every little thing that makes her a woman

And when you do
You don’t blame the tenderness you pursue
Or the pain that is only in your part.
You know it is a privilege
That no one else could imagine
You are someone
Who has an entire world to define

Her wit slays
Entire population of people
Who while being fairly alive
Forget the reason behind their existence.

It’s not that she can’t rule
But to bring up warriors being hidden
Is her nature
Neither does God step forth
To display
His might in the dark is deeper

She takes no pleasure
In demeaning the other
Cz to look down upon someone
Is far beyond her stature

To be great is to bend
In front of the ones you love
Won are many kingdoms
At the cost of thousand lives
Built is just one
With the sacrifice of million lights

They think she is weak
She can’t rule
Poor people never realise
Movement needs fuel

The combustion of emotions and honour
Of being selfless, enormous courage and valour

Had they really understood what being a woman is..
Wouldn’t they have been one too ?