An Inspiration


Her crown burnt all night,

And sent chills down the spine. 

Her children, young and old, 

Were killed mercilessly…


It took her brave soldiers, 

More than a day, 

To clean her up from the debris, 

Created by perpetrators. 


She, sprang back on her legs, 

A day after the massacre

Motivated her children

And taught them to be resilient. 


She, stood as an inspiration, 

To her sisters around. 

She continues to be resilient

And makes her mother proud. 


Wondering who she is? 

Well, I bet you surely know. 

The crown was called the Taj Hotel, 

And she, Mumbai you know. 

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