A princess was born , a queen to remember
A poem composed – to a yielding heart to remember .
Deceived from her glorious magnificence she slumped .
Tilling the land , sweaty brows her testament
Her crown might fall , her imperial song she couldn’t tender .
A luminous jewel ,cast away in the obscured corners of a darkened universe.
Isolated in thoughts , the lies she bought
Her dreams she forgot , arise – she did not
Behind the fastidious life , her crown is lost
Stolen by the drudgery of being still she persists
A ray of hope she perceives , yet incomplete
A resting crown waiting for its queen
A new dawn to begin .