The Queen
The Queen
Mom—
the enlightenment, the luxury, the tranquility;
all are the ornaments that replenish, the necessity
and brightens the steps, nourishes the born rarity
You, the whisper of infinity, the sensation of divinity
O’ Queen—
Dignity welcomes your dignity, Love cherishes your love—the divine presence
Appraisal embraces your colors, Almighty grants you treasure—the only essence
Hands—the symbolic perception: the perceiver of affection
The Love—
Embellish the divine purity, protection guards my sincerity
You—the spring breeze,
even echoes high, the winter’s warmth ease
more above the moon’s forever moonlight,
and the fragrance of daylight delight
The Presence—
of unmeasurable affection, beating bright dimension
You-the rock of beliefs, the luxury of ultimate energies
Regarding your enduring duties, often brightly emerges
I owe, you my heart’s castle, sparked and over sparked.
Mom—
I most often wholeheartedly desire to relish all your dreams,
bowing before your brilliance, owing the fragrance of all your beams
Soon! the stage echoes—the aura of your daughter, the intellect, the roaring accomplishments
Soon! the heart blossoms, the eye sprinkles, the step dances.
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