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Queen
Loneliest evening on a snowy mountain
a kid with a red hat along with his mom
she is the queen of this region
not on paper but echoing in the mouth
of the people
is she the mother of the mountains?
is she the mother of the nation?
is she aware what does that mean?
my chests were paining like a pinprick
I asked within - what if I am the King!

The mountain passes the breeze
whispers gently - a Queen is a Queen
a King is a King
it's people who decides -
who is who.
Astonished I asked again -
I need to find the answer.

Gently she turned around & waved with a flying kiss toward me
I & my doubt both were floating
like a piece of paper in the midnight storm.

My dream! My thoughts! My beliefs!
Mingled together to make me the King & her as Queen.

© debashishbhattacharya