A knight in the shining armor, she was,
Standing under the blazing sun
Her eyes burning with desire.
Like the shining silver armor she wore,
And the sharpened metal blade she held,
Her manoeuvre mirrored the passion within.
Standing on the parched grounds,
Amidst the bodies oozing blood,
Her heart flickered because of qualms.
Lifeless frames of kith and kin,
Shattered figures of mates and foes,
Crumbled her heart with agonizing pain.
Yet, the desire to dispel oppression,
Lead her through the war,
Adorning her beauty with scars.
Burning flags, fleeing oppressants,
And, the charming smiles on tormented faces,
Marked her victory, crowning glory.
******* DESIRE IS THE STARTING POINT TO ACHIEVE GREATER HEIGHTS*********
