Bengaluru Poetry Festival
The army on both sides, the enemies and the allies;
Both looked on with hope.
One hoped for her to fail and fall flat on her face;
And the other rooting silently for her to succeed.
The lone queen of her destiny though battered;
Stumbling and faltering,
She finally arrived victorious giving her opponents a checkmate.
PS: Written for a poetry competition hosted by women’s web for #BengaluruPoetryFestival