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She, the fallen, on lap of earth feeling the sticks and stones
Unflinching, meandering crawling towards her kingdom
Her sword and buckler lay few feet away
She binds her soul into her bones
The enemy raises carbine to his shoulder to take a shot
She looked around and found her trusted companion unmoving
The horse who once whinnied to storm is lying dead in silence
Closing her welling eyes she searched for her kingdom
On her knees to her feet she was up and ready to face
The hussar charged with a war cry and fear summons
The battlefield is menace but not the end
The raggedy doll lay in the cradle of muslin tied to her chest
She is thunder and claps facing the paradox that infest
Her mind in clear she thrives for freedom
And suddenly the moment breaks and her Mamma calls her home
The villain grunts and she stomps, yet Mama call her(“Lakshmi”) home
She with sword,buckler and ragged doll returns home, faraway from her kingdom
Note: This Poem is about a little girl enacting her namesake Rani Lakshmibai (Queen of Jhansi) who took part in 1857 revolt, You may find information about her in internet.
An Indian Princess 