Letters that were lost in transit
Taken for unanswered questions.
People who went missing in wars,
Mourned as dead, yet with flickering hope.
She wished to step into the arena
Sword out to defend her cause.
She wished that she were
Brave enough to shed blood.
But all she heard time and again
Was a voice in her mind as a reminder
"You are only a woman. What can you do?"
"But I am the richest in the world"
"They say it's because of your father"
"But I am brave."
"Not like your brothers."
"But I love him."
"You aren't brave enough to confess."
The wine spilt over the carpet.
Soaking in blood red stains
The title over her head
Loomed like a death sentence.
The cost of her life was his death,
Whom she could not mourn in public.
© Suranya
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