Poetry

She slept in reality
But woke up in her dream
Incapable to decide
If it’s a nightmare or daydream.
 
It was good and it was bad
She was happy and she was sad
She had cried and rejoiced
Lived in castle, in a battle she died.
 
On the horseback
She rode with pride
Lost her son
She was happily horrified.
 
Fought like a warrior
Woman of action
Held her head high
When her death was in sight.
 
She fought and fought
Alas! She lost
On the battlefield of Gwalior
She lied there cold.
 
She had known
It was start of the end
All her courage she had blown
Against those fiends.
 
At last the moment came
When she slipped into another world
At last the time came
When Queen of Jhansi was no more.