She slept in reality 
But woke up in her dream 
Incapable to decide 
If it's a nightmare or daydream. 
  
It was good and it was bad 
She was happy and she was sad 
She had cried and rejoiced 
Lived in castle, in a battle she died. 
  
On the horseback 
She rode with pride 
Lost her son 
She was happily horrified. 
  
Fought like a warrior 
Woman of action 
Held her head high 
When her death was in sight. 
  
She fought and fought 
Alas! She lost 
On the battlefield of Gwalior 
She lied there cold. 
  
She had known 
It was start of the end 
All her courage she had blown 
Against those fiends. 
  
At last the moment came 
When she slipped into another world 
At last the time came 
When Queen of Jhansi was no more.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem