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The most
girl in the

Is watching
her Prince
dance in the

With Christopher
Tracy and the april

We are smiling
because today
Is a happy day
to dance and listen
to Prince music.

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to ©BMS  

I am beautiful
and I love myself
but the most beautiful
girl in the world in
that song was Mayte
Garcia to Prince

But he wrote
it to uplift other
woman as well but
this is Mayte looking
at her Prince.

Happy birthday
Prince June 7 1958
He would of
been 62 Today
If today
had a mood
It would be

up clouds of
Prince songs,

Wearing a
beret of tear
drops in his

If today
had a mood it
would bleed
a mix of

On this day Our purple
Prince our Jamie star
our Christopher Tracy,

He is our
moonbeam streaking across the clouds as diamonds and Pearls.

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to ©BSM

Happy birthday
Prince June 7
1958 / if he was alive
he would be 62 years
Old today.

And yes I am
a prince fan I've
written many
poems for his
birthday and
day he left us
HTR Stevens Apr 29
Standing tall among men was he,
Very humbly he called himself a 'refugee'.
He was the Queen's Consort, oft full of wit;
Yet in humour, he pretended to be a twit.
Some thought he stood among the gods,
Busy with so much he had no time for the Land of Nod.
In life steps behind the Queen he would always be;
At death carried high before the Queen and for all to see.
All the many good works he had done,
The world only knew at the set of his sun.
miniyollo Apr 24
She walked down the aisle,
In a beautiful white gown just like her smile,
Her hair in a bun
with a crown just like Eve,
Her lips without a smudge,
Her cheeks rosed pink
And her eyes in tears.
She made her vows with the one in her eyes,
But her throbbing heart
Knew she lied.
Since childhood, the angel thought
This day was the best.
Only to realize,
It wasn't the day,
But the man she would spend her rest.
The princess did not have her prince charming riding the white horse,
But he sat on the wooden bench like a silenda,
Reliving the moments of their star crossed saga.
Who knew there was an obscure string,
That would never let them apart,
The flowers,
The mass,
The rings,
Thy charm,
Was all just a show,
When the heart wasn't ready to vow.....
Oh, Prince Philip, you have served us for so long,
For seventy years… The Queen’s Kephas, the rock!
Sometimes it seems that you have always been here...
Like a Servant of the Monarchy, like power, like glory!

Oh, Prince Philip, the son of the Greek Corfu,
You, the Danish Hamlet, you, the brave soldier!
Today your life has died out, today you go to sleep...
So to sleep forever… with God in a permanent covenant!

Your city is crying and the rain is pouring down hard!
Sorrow on the faces of the Britons... You died during the plague,
You left like Paris, real, in the morning, in the spring...

Where are you going now? What kind of images do you see?
What is there after death? Will you reveal these secrets?
Are you taking these to the grave, for yourself, unfortunately?...

On the day of the death of the Greek, Danish and English Prince Philip, husband of the Queen.
Melody Mann Mar 23
Judge me by my acts not my words,
For the world may be filled with roses,
But I shall be his one and only unique rose,
My importance will reign above else now that he has watered and sheltered me in this glass globe,
The caterpillars he has killed and the butterflies he dismisses are acknowledged,
To the listening ears he lent and the hours we have spent,
To the silence shared and the agony of separation I bare,
I am his rose.
Inspired by The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
chang cosido Nov 2020
in storybook endings ,
the princesses
found their princes.
The valiant heroes
chases away all the dragons.
The lost would find
their way home.
And people would find
what they've lost.
But then, whatever happened
to those who fell in love
with the dragons instead?
The damsels,
who became too comfortable
with their own distress?
still mad at disney
I am not Cinderella
There is no glass slipper on my feet
I don't need no Prince Charming
I am already complete

My story is no fairy tale
This does not end the way you think
Reality is harsher than fiction
Good guys don't always win

I am not Cinderella
I traded my ball gown for ripped jeans
I don't need no Prince Charming
I am already Queen
alternative fairy tale
hanahana Oct 2020
Princess is beautiful and elegant
Elegant as she is
Her beauty is not defined by beautiful dresses

Prince is handsome and charm
Charm as he is
His charisma is not bound by a coat

Legacy to pass on with a daughter to hold on
Elegance to be in born
With beauty to build on
Sarah Flynn Oct 2020
you can call me a princess,
but I won’t wait around
for some prince.

hand me the sword.
I’ll slay my own dragon.
I’ll fight my own battles.
I’ll be my own hero.

and if that prince shows up
trying to save me
when I don’t need saving,

he won’t be fighting someone
for my hand in marriage.

he’ll be fighting me
for his own **** life.
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