This story is from a sire
Who lived ages ago,
Taught his child the value of love,
And raised an aching ado
There once lived a girl,
As warm and gentle can be,
She was an unvoiced beauty
Left for the gaping world to see.
Loved a man did she so dearly,
But forever feared her lamented lack
In her heart she wept night and day,
For she knew he’d never love her back
The man was righteous
He was the part of everyone’s being
The man was spiritedly feisty
Hence he was known as the king!
The girl was humble,
And dared not a word she ever said.
However lovely she might be,
She was the gracious king’s maid
She sat under the moonlit heaven,
and gazed at the stars above.
Though she knew it was all in vain,
She sang of her unrequited love.
‘Twas then that she heard a clamor,
Of soldiers hastening forth and back.
Hue and cry rocked the kingdom,
As it was under an unforseen attack.
Ruthless and cruel as the assailants were,
Showed no mercy to young and old
It wasn’t the kingdom that they sought
They wanted the queen if truth be told
A callous king from a distant land
Had long been feeding a wicked obsession
He wanted to avenge a lost battle
By seizing the king’s most prized possession
The pining maiden, when she saw
the malicious plan unfold before her eyes
decided to save the queen, come what may
With a plan of her own devise
Amidst all the mélange of chaos,
She sneaked into the queen’s chamber
Told her of the impending doom
And offered to be the royal’s savior.
Upon hearing this menacing news
The king himself scuttled into the room
Having taken by surprise, said he
Was feeling feeble in this night of gloom
“Hope still burns deep and bright”
The queen consoled her forlorn king
For this loyal maiden hath been a blessing
And together we face what tonight shall bring
Having heard the maiden’s plan
The king rose up to heartily avow
Never had he met a young so brave
He then placed a kiss upon her brow
Not long after their little dialogue
Did the enemy march in to capture the prize
Surprised they were to see the chamber empty
With just the beautiful queen in sight
She stood fearless in the candlelit room
Ready to face fate’s undue test
But even at worst she did not imagine
being stabbed mercilessly through the chest
The evil king finally quenched his obsession
Thinking now ceased has his eternal lament
Little did he know he was fouled again
When the maid and queen traded their garment
This was a story of a lovelorn girl
Who sacrificed for her love and his plight
Though her existence once unknown to the king
Still she became his queen for the night
By: Rashveen Maini & Ayona Sur
