She took birth from the womb of
Her mother earth,
Her calmness so bright,
So feary was her wrath.
A queen, a wife yet left alone,
Her purity shined but the
World threw stone.
She walked through the flames
Of people’s doubt,
She went to exile,
But silently cried out.
The story of her life began
from mother earth.
And it ended in her lap
As people understood her worth.
Janvi Sharma
Apeejay School, Mahavir Marg, Jalandhar