The King on a pedestal,
The Queen behind a veil,
Yet in the confines of privacy,
Where all barriers fail,
Their bodies and souls unite-
An event the Gods hail.
The Kingdom's Heir will be born,
A powerful Daughter or Son.
All will rejoice as,
People don't upon gender frown.
Either the Son will rule,
Or the Daughter shall wear the Crown!
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**Linking to ABC Wednesday (Letter 'K' for King, Kingdom)
Heir is much needed for a Kingdom as well as for a family :)
ReplyDeleteNicely expressed, Amrita.
Good one.
ReplyDeleteThis is continuing in today's political world too.
Thanks Indrani! :) Hadn't thot of politics...very well extrapolated! :D Really applies there!
DeleteHuman history continues so..nice concept!
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot Mr.Murthy! :)
DeleteThanks for this new dealing with the alphabet.
ReplyDeleteHave a great week.
Wil, ABCW Team
Thanks so much Wil! :D
DeleteWonderful poem Amrita.
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot Alok! :)
DeleteYay for the women who take the crown!
ReplyDeleteROG, ABCW
Yaay! Thanks fr sch a sweet & cheery comment ROG! U made my day! :D
DeleteWonderful Poem, Amrita :)
ReplyDeleteThanks sooooo much! :)
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