Unshielded Heroine
There was no
knight in shining armor
galloping on a horse
that slaughtered the
monstrous beasts
hankering for your
life force and flesh
nor a hero wearing a cape
that rushed after you
in times of adversities.
You made your own
chances of survival high
with the blood running
through your veins
and the ongoing heartbeat
in your chest
evoking your reality,
that you are alive―
capable of controlling
and undertaking.
No dangerous weapons
you could wield nor
powers beyond belief
granted to you
from the heavens,
but you did not succumb
to death and defeat;
you are combating by
living― strongly.
Monstrous beasts
are indestructible,
but so are you,
and adversities are
ceaseless likewise
your toughness;
you are firmer, even.
In your journey
you are your own
heroine― and as long
as you are alive,
you will remain
invincible.
YOU ARE READING
roses of the world
Poetry❝I will pour water over you when you are parched and dry, and draw you in a spot where the sun's tender radiance can kiss your weary body. I will shine up your blades as I whisper to you how beautiful of a flower you are, for keeping your body and s...
