Yusof Asnan Apr 19

He too needed help,
A miracle to pull him out of his nightmare,
One that could make it all go away,
But for he is a man,
Its just not possible.

He seeks from anyone,
Telling people of his misfortune,
That he needed a way out,
But for he is a man,
It all seems like a joke.

He ask not a ball,
A night with a stunning princess,
Nor a magical shoe to fit in,
But for he is a man,
Seeks only a story where he is supposed to be in.

-HIY

Victoria Wyatt Apr 10

Flowers in her
Hair,
She dances in the
Rain,
A Princess of
Destruction,
Mud in her
veins.

Her time is running out,
She's running into brick.
If we don't help her soon,
Our young Princess
Might just
Slip.

in the presence of her love, the sun must ignite,
arising, he greets her from now receding night
where the beauty of the stars, blanketed her face
her aspect enshrouded by an image of delight

her arms spread wide like the wings of an eagle,
to hold and protect me from oncoming evils,
engulfed in her compassion, i boast no equal,
as a rose is among flowers she is among people,

you cannot fathom, her love which measures,
from cosmo to cosmo as high as the heavens,
even more so when we are together,
for time with her is timeless but time apart is forever

we are now one, our love not soon destraught,
we are love personified, which we have saught,
and if my heart be searched each and every part
what one is to find is another beating heart

the shade of the oak, where our names embossed
the light of the sun, which is guiding the lost,

and though my senses be strengthened by our immortal cause,
the sweetest sound remains the beat of her loving heart

Had a dream aged 17, complete darkness and myself and a mystery girl sitting at opposite ends of an oak tree, communicating exclusively with emotion, if there was commentary, i assume this would be it
sunprincess Apr 2

the princess laughs and says, 'my love is a poet, the best poet ever'
oh, says the wizard, 'where you meet this prince, who is so clever?'
and the princess smiles a dazzling smile, 'by the sea, by the sand
he's building a pretty castle for me, with shiny jewels in his hand'

so mesmerized is the wizard, by belle's enchanting smile and beauty fair,
he gives instructions, saying, 'dear princess you must take extra care'
'yes, thank you kindly sir, you are the best wizard ever, you are so fly'
'anything for you your highness, ' says wizard, 'forever your wizard am I'

xoxo

As I sit here and stare into nothingness,
I feel your warmth beside me,
Even if you're not here,
Even if you might not exist,
I feel your presence and it calms me down.
Your chest against mine,
my hands around your waist,
my lips on your lips,
and my heart intertwined with yours.
I may never have the pleasure to meet you,
I may never deserve to greet you,
but in my mind I can create my own faith,
and my faith lays with you, my princess in distress.
I want to help you mend,
give you time to heal,
and make you smile from the moment you wake till you fall sound asleep.
You're my everything, but I might always get nothing.
You're my dream, but dreams don't always come true.
You may not wait for me, I can't expect you too either
It might be too late, it might be my faulth.

"Daddy?"
Yes, princess?
"Where do babies come from?"

Well Princess,
One day you'll see a cutie
And little glitters will tickle
From your chest to your toes
Days will go by holding hands
Giving Eskimo kisses
Passing panties underneath
Family Thanksgiving tables

Until waking up with the cutie
Is the most stable part of your day.
Safe, like together in this bed
You two are a fortress,
Free, like you could run into the street
And he would stop traffic by breathing
To protect you

You'll sit across from him one night
Blushing over your dinner
Stir fry of everything you pointed at In the grocery store.
And through all that blush you'll ask
If he will be your daddy.

He will stand.
Cross the room
Kneel by you
Take your hand
When he smiles into you
Little glitters will tickle
From your chest to your toes

When he says: "Yes, Princess"
That's how babies are born.

Katelyn Rew Mar 17

There once was a princess, as beautiful, intelligent and kind as could be.
One day a prince came along, but none of her kindness and beauty he could see.
Nonetheless she loved him more than all the planets and the stars in the sky,
but he treated her poorly, never appreciating her, and it wasn't until a few years went by,
that she kicked him out and realised how stupid she'd been,
she was sad, angry and alone, but after much self love and reflection,
that princess is now a Queen.

MARK RIORDAN Mar 11

AFTER 20 YEARS DIANA'S STORY
NOW WILL BE TOLD
HERE ON AUSTRALIAN TELEVISION HER
LIFE AND LOVES WILL UNFOLD


I HOPE THEY REPORT THE
TRUE PRINCESS THAT SHE WAS
HER LEGACY AND DEDICATION
WILL LIVE ON BECAUSE


SHE WAS A PRINCESS THAT
LIVED LIFE FROM HER HEART
AND HER LEGACY AND DYNASTY
IN HER CHILDREN WILL NEVER PART

ON AUSTRALIAN TELEVISION A REVEAL ALL STORY ON PRINCESS DIANA. LEAVE HER ALONE AND LET HER LEGACY BE HER TWO SONS WHO SHE WOULD BE VERY PROUD OF TODAY.

recently in a women's magazine
I read an article
about the Duchess of Cornwall
being most ungracious
toward Princess Mary of Denmark
the Duchess can be a very catty bitch
especially when Charles
is eyeing something of more appeal

but Camilla seems to have forgotten
her come hither days
when she was conducting
an affair with the Prince of Wales
under his wife's nose

the protocols in royal circles
have become less civil
and it is about time
she on her high horse
was more convivial

where the crown
and matters of state
are paramount
the Queen should avail
her son's missus
of a polite dismount

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