strength of a mother
troops surrounded the palace
corpses of soldiers strewn all about the place
carrying the only heir in her womb
Hemangini travelled through a journey
where the sight of future is unknown
experiencing a horrifying adventure
that no male can ever even imagine of
she raced through the dense forest
being chased by the enemies
her round fair complexioned face that conveyed gentleness
breeze played with the strands of her hair as she ran through
eyes which portrayed her steely determination to save her child
her red colour kanchipuram saree fluttered in the breeze
running with stains on her legs
bearing the heaviness of heart
pain shivering down her spine
her breathe reminded her that she is alive
caressing the child in her womb she whispered
come what may I will never let you die
shoulders slumped with helpless rage
knees buckled under her as she collapsed
an aura of magic filled her body
when she heard the first heart beat within
she regained her strength and rose to her feet
her child was the light that filled her darkness
she fought back her tears to wipe off her child's
the motherhood taught her to be strong
she came out the other side stronger than ever
staring at the enemy with unblinking eyes
she drew her sword from the scabbard
casting her pallu aside not to interfere with her fight
she plunged the sword deep into the enemy's heart and made her way
she is not beautiful but much more than that
an incredible strength of a mother to save her child