Tag: Princess

The Perfect Love Story

The king and the queen were worried.
The princess was yet to be married.

But none of the suitors were perfect.
In them, she always found a defect –

Too talkative or boring or fat or thin,
None of them, her heart, could win.

She was waiting for the ideal prince
Like in the books she’d been reading.

Until one day when with her friends,
She went to the riverside for a swim.

As they played in the cool waters,
A huge dragon appeared from nowhere.

Clutching the princess in its talons,
It flew off towards the high mountain.

The word spread around like wildfire.
The kingdom was gripped by terror,

But, one brave and fearless warrior
Took off on his horse to rescue her.

He shot an arrow at the huge dragon,
And a fierce battle then commenced.

The dragon roared and spat flames,
Yet, he was quicker and dodged them.

Finally, his sword found its mark,
And he pierced the dragon’s heart.

By the light of the pale crescent moon,
He brought the princess safely home.

The kingdom celebrated and rejoiced
As the princess then made her choice.

In the glow of thousands of candles,
They both exchanged rings, and wed.

And as a new dawn broke in the skies,
With it, in the kingdom, peace arrived.

And as the story ends, I say these words –
The perfect love story exists in this world.

There’s one for each and every person.
Love, like the wind, touches everything.

Just believe in it with your heart,
And welcome it with open arms.

From the Witch’s Chronicles

A long, lengthy time ago
There lived a king and queen.
They had a baby daughter –
The prettiest anyone had seen.

One dark night, an evil witch
Stole into the infant’s room.
The bonnie baby she then picked
And flew away on her broom.

A room in a locked tower high
Was where the princess grew up,
With blonde hair and blue eyes
And no company except the evil one.

One day, a prince wandered astray
And stumbled upon the tower.
The princess let down her long tresses
So he could climb up to meet her.

The prince tried hard to ascend,
But kept falling off midway,
For he loved his cakes and croissants,
And had a lot of weight on his waist.

Finally, after many many tries,
He made it to the princess’s chamber.
Huffing and puffing from the climb,
He vowed to save her from the danger.

That was when the witch arrived
And saw the prince with the princess.
The prince raised his sword to strike
But that only spiked his blood pressure.

The battle was short and one-sided.
The witch turned him into a frog.
And to add to his woeful plight,
She threw him into a muddy bog.

And so, it was that during rainy nights
One would often hear him croaking,
“O! I wish I’d eaten less and exercised,
And not slept through military training.”

Well, that was how this story ended.
And I hope this helps you realize.
Good health comes from self-discipline.
Don’t wait to lose it and then be wise.