Tuesday, December 27, 2005

The prince who didn't kiss Snow-white

He did stand there out of fear
But the fear of rousing his peaceful dear

The soulful smile that sealed her lips
His mind it holds, his mind it grips

The world was too wretched a place
For her virtuous glow, her sinless grace

His love was pure, purest by far
For he kiss'd not her, he kiss'd her altar

For he like me, didn't doubt at all
He loved her and let her be, that's all!


6 Comments:

At 12:22 AM, Anonymous Kanu said...

A very sweet & touching rhyme..

 
At 5:42 AM, Blogger Firebringer said...

Who are you and what have you done with Shrijit Plappally?

 
At 11:28 PM, Blogger Firebringer said...

cos that was pretty uncharacteristic!

 
At 1:44 AM, Blogger Cyberfreak/Surabhi said...

This prince loves her more than the one in the fairy-tale!

 
At 4:54 PM, Anonymous myshi lazirus said...

You never told me that you were also a poetised freak, apart from all the other freaky things that you are. Cool! So am I!

 
At 10:49 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

gud one...with a few lines u have very well described what true luv is :-)

 

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