The Sunprincess
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She was daughter of the sun,
That ruled a paradise on earth,
Since her childhood although a moon,
She never behaved like a moon,
She preferred warmth of a sun,
Over a cool soothing moon light,
A child hood friend always tried,
To discover a moon in her,
Though liked by the princess,
The noble always failed to see,
The hidden moon in her,
Throughout her life,
The moon was dormant,
And it was a sun,
That shined on her face.
When she succeeded,
The throne of her father,
She tried to prove herself,
A secular ruler,
That was not liked,
By the powerful nobles,
They planned a scandal,
Scandals do what swords cannot.
Her slave an Abyssinian Sidi,
Her helper in riding,
Often touched her,
At places, those others,
Couldn't think even,
Even her childhood friend,
Was always jealous!
He left her alone,
Gained power,
And attacked her kingdom,
Defeated she was,
Sidi was killed,
And she,
Macerated in a fort,
Whereat she enjoyed,
Many liberties,
And was ultimately constrained,
To marry her friend,
But he could never discover,
A moon in her,
She lived like a sun,
She died like a sun,
She wasn't Sultana,
She was Razia Sultan,
The first woman ruler,
At the throne of Delhi!
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