Sad Queen Poem by Yashim George

Verse One
I wish "sad queen" are not the little words that silence swing to me. I wear her pretty robe that day, and every day I turn around from the sprint of day to the quiet of night to be entertained by dreams and melancholy, sweet melancholy…
The words become the only thing that empties me, for I am full of this world. There she goes, could hear them say; the Madame's niece; "all things with her are at peace". They so often refer me sacred; the golden leaf on the tallest tree on the tallest mountain… birth has climbed her up with ease.
I am preserved by gods who have educated me well. They have spurned my youth into a mind of lustrous dearings for class, avarice and admiration.
Yes, I have what I need but there are things I haven't yet owned; something that doesn't go with the crown nor the throne that I rule.
I have not, a perfect fit for my heart. No rose to call my own.
My wealth, and what little grace I found couldn't buy him. So, for things gone and still to come…
I wear her for the last time and we didn't look so good, such an elated place is only made for queens and countess, which I am neither.
"Sad queen"
The lonely voice of melancholy resonates. Where would I find, o' where have thou gone in the lonely sprees of quietness my soul empties for grace. After tonight we may varnish without a trace…
Who said the peak is not the loneliest place?

Verse Two
I breathed merciful winds of her dying breath, resentful to leave, she clung to my chest and my arteries begun to congest and with ego screams uttered her
"You shall live none and less"
The day has come but an end. Hopeful that morning will take her away, and as the glory of sky shown came the break of dawn, all the sadness of such winter and winter flakes; grace tapped gentle to wake.
As my iris thickens, light has engulfed my soul; now sadness is taken and the sad queen now is gone.
Yes, it was by priceless brittle hands that hope was restored, and by humility came generosity, felicity became my pride for simple things brought me good tidings and charity will never go away…
I have a perfect fit for my heart; and love's found a perfect dwelling place.