She said, "We Rebel".
Fire in eyes,
Clenched fist,
Rebel with a purpose,
Not an idealist.
Gun in hand,
Trigger on mind,
Would shoot you point-blank,
She is one of her kind.
A Misfit,
Wore it like an ornament,
Never gave into conventions,
She would start a movement.
She's reckless,
Not afraid to fight,
She would roar,
For what she believes is right.
Revolting blood,
Fury with passion,
Spirit of a revolutionary,
Goddess of rebellion.
~AkankshaB
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Fire and Flood
PoetryShe hardly met sunshine, Her lover in disguise, But when they met, They drew colourful rainbows on the skies.
