Mighty, great, and tall she stands,
Fills fear into foe’s heart,
she kills by her own hands.
She arms warriors to lay their faith on her.
She stands with honour in the battle of egos.
Rules the battlefield,
And relishes submission.
She starts her dance,
slices through the darkness,
And colours it all red.
With every swoosh, she stabs the victim’s heart,
till her last stance.
In the end,
she does it for her honour.
Amidst the pile of bodies,
who couldn’t live to celebrate her valour.
January, 2025
