Kings and Queens,
You can feel the burden
Of every void around.
Society and their sermons
People making grounds
To decide your life routine.
But that’s not what we really are.
Growing like they want,
Staying in the vacuous limits,
Speaking when they say start,
Stopping within some snippets,
Is not that should put bar.
On anything we are,
On anything we will be.
It’s us, the way we want,
Kings and Queens,
It’s us, anyway we want.

-Mehak Kalra