I am the Queen
you are my son
abide my dictum

crossing the limit
endanger your life
accept my authority

spreading your wings
searching your mate
putting me in displeasure

your soul bears
my whipping silently
accepts to derail

my son assent
my choice of bride
feel the freedom

secret ambitions
will jeoparadise
your wishes

Oh! my son
I am the Queen
submit to me

playing infidelity
placing me in shame
questions my fame

waiting for goal
breaking the rule
thinking victorious

I am the Queen
you won't be a King
cursing the sin.

Mubeen Sadhika

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/who-is-the-king-2/