Queen

Queen.

Unseen.

There is something about you that I can’t describe

It’s not the fact that you don’t distinguish between any tribe

Not the fact that you see me, through me

And my façade for my own protection, finally

I can say that I don’t even know you

Your variety - the spectra of light touching the oceans blue

Queen.

Unseen.

Lift your smile I can’t show you a better day

You gained blessings favour in every way

Look and turn around

Do you hear life’s anthem and its unmistakable sound

‘Grace’ defined by every step you take

‘Strength’ like the sound of rain, you keep me awake

Queen.

Unseen.

How to make you smile?

I hope this little poem fulfils your style

“What do you expect me to do

There is this chemistry between me and you

I hope you don't take it the wrong way

Never meant to hurt, what I say

Is meant to inspire you and your inner beauty

I guess it’s easy for men to see the ‘cutey’

But I see more in every line

Blessed is the man who calls you 'mine'

See again, I might have gone far

I know you are light years away shining like that star

Up north, your beauty descended from the African east

It’s not hard to see, what I’m trying at least

Is to show you ways and reasons not to lose your smile

If you were a number, you were my favourite to dial

You are inspirational, let me say it once in a while”

Queen.

Unseen.

Your shine.

Queen.

Unseen.

She is fine.

Queen.

Unseen.

Your line.

Queen.

Unseen.

She was never mine.

Queen.

Unseen.

 Pen 'N' Paper

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