one fine day
called me a gal
told me a story
of some prsn
named cayla
night calls her up
she is still asleep
a dream she has
of the Prince she dreams
she dreams to be
in his arms
and then cms
smthing
she wakes in sweat
the dream she remembers
and set to figure out.
she went to her prince
but she was
quite late
the Prince went away
with another gal
leaving her weeping eyes
he said
"I like you more as a frnd less than my princesses"
and tht tym she was reminded
of how life was unfair
years later when the princesses died
came back the Prince
seeking for her lost princesses
she said
" I like you less than a frnd and none a prsn!"
she never hated him
she knew
she could never take
the place of his princesses
so..
she left the palace
and left the Prince
she left the area
she left the country
she left the world
she searched her life
for what she wntd
and when she got tht
peace occurred
and took her soul
away.
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THE LOST PRINCESSES
Poetrythis is a short poem based on a life of a princesses not the fairy tale one but yes a one with deep sense of grief...