She was fire, and she was ice.
She feel down,
But never backed down.
She cried, she screamed,
But also made everyone proud and beamed.
An enigma in its truest form.
She fought through the merciless nights,
But the days were hers to conquer.
She collapsed, she was thrashed,
But she never stopped.
She was a storm, smashing everything in her way;
But she was also the soothing breeze,
Singing melodies through the ears.
She was ‘her king’,
And she was also ‘the queen’.