Dusky Queen
I'm a dusky queen,
beauty surrounded
my little soul...
Attention to my face
gained easily
even from the strangers...
They stared at me
with theirs
shrunk eyes...
I wondered
at their meaningless attention;
I'm just a dusky queen.
Mirrors reflected
me as the night sky...
with some white spots.
My face was like
stars glittering on night sky,
dusky face with white spots...
I thought I was ugly,
I stayed behind;
Mom told, "you're a dusky queen."
I hated everyone
for their weird attention
just on my marks...
My cries faded my
mystery white spots...
I smiled back enthusiastically.
Mom told me
"You lost your stars
That's your unique look..."
My white spots
appears occasionally
to remind my old self.
I don't cry anymore
cause, just few white spots,
can't stop my growth.
I'm dusky queen
I'm always beautiful
In the way I am.
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