Doors were opened, came in a cold breeze,
First look of The Prince was enough to clear her crease.
She stood midway, completely awestruck,
And then the realisation hit her like a truck.
The man who stood in front of her couldn't be her's anymore,
The thought of already falling for him let alone made her tore.
Wiping all her tears, she put a smile so wide,
Which made all her worries and pain immediately hide.
She excused herself on her mother's call,
Was asked to get few things from the 'Town Mall'.
On her way, the words that she heard put her to stress,
The stranger said 'But Lan how do we kill our soon to be princess?'.
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Beauty Of The Soul
Poetry*First place in Pairs competition under poetry. Two young girls living in a small town, Absolutely clueless of what was for them deep down. One had to face the cruelty of the world, The other always had a way to get out of the twirl. Both related in...
