WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES

Aurora, a vision in blue and delight 
With eyes like sapphires and a smile ever bright.
Her hair, a cascade of spun golden thread,
Turned heads with each step, every word she had said.

From village to town, her beauty took flight,
Winning hearts, a conquest bathed in soft light.
A wave of a hand, a glance that could disarm,
She charmed every soul with a feminine charm.

Yet beneath the facade, a fire did reside,
A hunger for power, a will she couldn't hide.
The crown, a mere symbol, a stepping stone's hold,
Her gaze fixed on the throne, a story untold.

The day of the crowning, a hush filled the air,
Anticipation hung heavy, a weight hard to bear.
Aurora ascended, a goddess so fair,
But the glint in her eyes held a different kind of dare.