This inevitable struggle that I consistently fight,
This entangling trauma that I try hard to survive,
Will be over, shall one day hide,
Behind the storms of this chivalrous Knight, Power.
They try to subdue his strength,
Putting obstacles on its entire pace’s length,
He still strives hard, he still fights,
Holding his armour tight.
My chivalrous knight, POWER
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Shristi 
That’s a true spirit of a warrior 🙂
Very well put in words.
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Thank you so much :-)..I tried personifying power as a knight..did that work.out ?
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