With Her Imaginary Prince
With Her Imaginary Prince1 min 403 1 min 403
Gazing blankly at the sky overhead
And dissecting a small stick into parts
Smiling alone being absent minded
The princess stares at the flowers nearby.
Sometimes adoring the nature
And again smiling to herself
She amazes with the beauty
Of the rainbow and crimson sky.
Birds dancing in unison
To the balmy breeze
And the trees swinging their branches
In rhyme with the tune of nature.
From a great height,
Milky water descends
Kisses the stone beneath
Spluttering into droplets
She throws a stone at the pool
Giving birth to a ripple.
The romantic nature
Compelling the princess
To question her situation
Leaves her teary eyed
With the desperation
To live her dream and imagination.
Shades of darkness covering the sky
With the cloudy wolves
Playing hide and seek
To create an obstacle
Between the age old lovers;
The white lily and the silvery moon.
Suddenly she feels a touch
And a hand caressing her flowing hair
Her face leans sideward
And their eyes meet
As if river meeting the ocean
Their lips with glittering smiles
And eyes filled with tears
The pearl of happiness
Touching their glazing cheeks.
Their talkative eyes conversing a lot
The words of love
Their tale of romance
Complaining of the distance.
Amidst all these emotions
Her tears flowing through her cheeks
Falls to her tender palm
And this touch leaves her stunned.
The dark sky with flowing clouds
And black void surrounding her
Drops her to the bitter reality
Rendering her alone again
Again with her day dreams
And with her imaginary prince....