The beautiful princess
Lost every thing
Her joy, hope, happiness
Her love too followed suit.
She was the apple of king’s eyes
Never saw her mom
She fell in love with a prince
And their marriage was on horizon.
Then she was told
She will not have him
For she did not had royal blood
She was a deserted, abandoned child.
She felt her world has ended
She ran away from the palace
Determined to end the life
Which has taken away her breath.
She was about to commit the sin
When she heard a voice sweet
Sweeter than the nightingales
Which sang to her in dawn.
“Don’t be sad my child
You don’t belong to human race
We lost you when you were born
And we found you at brink of death.”
She turned and saw two golden fairies
Standing right beside her
With the touch of their magic wands
Her own wings woke up from slumber.
Together they flew away to moon
To the land of endless joy
From the land of skepticism and scorn
To the home of the lost child.
wild wind blows free
13 years ago
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