Elegant words

Magnificent stories

Gracing the pages of yellowing paper

Worn out by the years of nimble fingers pinching at the pages

 

Tears stain those pages

Inbetween the lines of elegant words and magnificent stories

Written in a language frowned upon

 

The tears these poems bring are not of sadness but of longing

Longing to be one of the heroines who brings the fall of tyrant kings

The stories of heroines who stand tall

Unwavering

Unafraid

Undaunting

 

They give me strength in a world filled with tyrants

Human evils that threaten to destroy all that is pure

But when those who swear to protect us fail

The heroines in the pages of forgotten poems lend me their courage

I stand tall

Unwavering

Unafraid

Undaunting

 

Ready to rise against those who want to see me fall