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Surkhab May 2021
They call me cruel and cold
But all wicked things start from the innocence
After the hell...that I lived in for years...all alone
I fell in love with you
I was a queen living in the world of monsters
You were just a prince living in a dreamy world of yours
I decided to **** those...who wanted you dead
All your enemies...obstacles...were mine
But...despite that...you decided to **** me in the end...
Because...you were in love with the princess...her voice...her beauty...her everything
I could be her...but your eyes were perfectly blind to see my beauty
Being kind to animals and sing for them was not that of a big deal..
But I asked myself  what kind of love it was...?
if you wanted me to change...
I realized I couldn't sacrifice myself for your happily ever after
I am not a princess...you could find wandering in your kingdom's jungle
I am a queen....ruling her kingdom
So...how dare you...decide to **** me...
to please your princess...to mark my death as a symbol of your bravery?
I got it.... I am a Queen...I deserved a King
Not a mere prince
And after living in hell for years
Dear, believe me...I am use to the beautiful screams
So I couldn't care more...and I killed you and your princess...
Remember...I was always a Queen...it was you who said me evil...
'The Evil Queen'...well...it flatters me!
But...when centuries will pass...they will narrate our tale...
They would **** me in the end...as you wanted...
And you'll be the brave prince!
And this was all because...
I couldn't sacrifice myself for your happily ever after...
It's just my opinion...that the evil queen is not always evil...
These verses are just sayings of an evil queen to the prince she tried to love...did everything for him...but he was not mature enough to understand...and loved the princess. He was in love with the outer beauty...and never saw the inner beauty...
I think judging someone by their words is not a good idea...waiting and trying to know them...can help us know them more...
Sometimes someone really needs our help...but they just don't know how to approach.
Surkhab May 2021
It's funny
how we make plans of places to go...
that one ideal person to meet...
or what we have to do tomorrow...
Is it really worth it?
Are you really that sure?
When it's already all decided...
The definite amount of people I am supposed to meet
who are looking for me...and I am waiting for them...
Nobody knows the stranger I crossed on the street yesterday...
would become someone important  in future...
People present in different parts of world...
are all connected...
Nobody knows...the one lying in India...
will meet someone...who is in Amsterdam right now
You...the one...reading this...
It was all planned before
because what has to happen...will happen!
It all feels like...this life is just a drama...
Even the day...even the night...
And everyone are slaves of time...
So why don't we just live in the moment?
It's all decided...
Surkhab May 2021
She said,"Write about me..."
And I began to think about the most beautiful words ever in this world....
I went on a quest to search for them...
Across the clouds...
Behind the shine of stars...
On the wings of a butterfly...
Lava falling into the water...
And on the secret path behind the waterfall...
I couldn't find even a single word...
All tired, when I returned home...to her
She greeted me with a smile on her lips
a warmth in her hug...and love in her eyes...
And there I knew...what a fool I was!?
Universe's most beautiful creation was just next to me...
And a ***** like me...was lost...running behind butterflies...
on secret paths...from one cloud to other...asking stars for help
And still...couldn't choose anything to define her...
She is so beautiful...that even the moon doesn't greet me...
when she is next to me on the starry nights...
She makes the moon doubt it's own existence...
You see those pearls in the ocean...that's the shine in her eyes...
You hear Ganga flowing...that's the strength of her voice...
You see that honey in the jar...that's her words...
You see the Jasmines bloom...that's the love in her heart...
You see that patient Cheetah preparing her kids for the survival...
that's how she teaches me day and night...
And now...can you see her feet...that's where my heaven is.
I can never repay my mama...as she does so much for me...Thanks Lord.
Surkhab May 2021
They say I am the wrong size...
And have things to say about my body...
They say it...and leave...
But do their words leave?
"Can't you see your clothes don't fit in anymore!"
" Oh! you are eating that..."
"Umm...you look fat today!"
It seems funny to them to compare me to different animals...
What do they want!?
I don't get it...should I stop eating?
Should I get insecure about my body like thousands of other girls of my age?
Should I throw up...and then one day end up in a hospital?

They say I am the wrong size...
Then what is the right size?
A thin waist...a lean figure...
They even say ,"everyone is different."
                        smirks
But...do they really mean it?
Words are said to insult my body...
Every single word attacks like poisonous arrows...
they let out of their bows.
And it kills something inside me.

They say I am the wrong size...
Then...what's up with that!? huh!
I love the way I am...
I appreciate my curves...as they are mine...
And today...all I wanna do is-
Appreciate my little heart...
For taking all of that
As I can't let myself down.
We live in a world filled with different people with different body size, color, shape and what not...let's stop putting people and ourselves in that trap of ideal body types of these beauty standards. Let's normalize everything...because it's sad how many of us suffer!
Surkhab Mar 2021
I am all entangled...
I have fallen on clusters of thorns...
All stuck... it bleeds everywhere
A vine of thorns wraps around my head...
And it gets more painful as I try to remove it...
Oh!...someone has come...she is trying to help me out...
But it's tough...I am crying...
I remember last...sitting on the Poetry swing...
When Words and Feelings pushed me higher from behind...
Higher! and higher...that even the blue sky could hear my verses
I was so happy...and even the pianos played...
But then someone came
I was scared....they pushed me from the swing
My knees were bleeding and my hand was bruised...
The blue sky had black clouds...it was all dark
They had already killed Words and Feelings...
And were on their way...to crumble me!
When...I felt someone picked me...
They raised me higher...and threw me in the air
And I landed in this cluster of thorns...in the dark
Where...I am all entangled...
I have to work hard to get out....because she has also gone.
Surkhab Mar 2021
They heard my poetry...
And asked,"Did someone break your heart?"
And I...who did not even have a crush!
smiled and answered," Poets are born with pain in their heart
and millions of universe in their mind."
Surkhab Feb 2021
I remember the music was loud enough
that she could not hear even a single thing.


But...sorry to say...the voices were louder.
Nothing to say.
Nothing helps her out.
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