PRINCESS AND THE COMMONER

We all have heard various Princess stories since our childhood where a Princess meets her Prince charming or a commoner who happens to be no more great than a Prince and they live happily ever after. But hold on folks!! The practicality defies all the pleasures and comforts of fantasizing and happy conclusions. If you don’t get the last line, read this poem. And don’t forget to leave your precious feedback....……………

Princess And The Commoner

 Once in a kingdom

 Far far away

In the month of Christmas

When the cold winds sway

A fire was lit

And few commoners around

The sky was full

Chilling the folks

And making them frown

These commoners

Were sharing the day

As was their custom

After they dine and pray

One of them whose name

Now I forget

Let's call him David

The fisherman with net

He asked other fellow

Whose name was Jack

Whose skin was fair

And hairs jet black
“So Jack the fair”, David asked

“What you have today,

To tell the mass?”

Jack looked at the fire

And gave it a smile.

The other folks knew

That commoner’s smile

Now they knew

It was something worth

But they had patience

To hear it first

Jack sighed a little

and started his tale

Now I’ll tell you

His adventurous hail

Once in the park

He was with his lark

Selling flowers

As was his embark

Then he saw her

The Princess

And the guards

Without saying much

He bowed to her

A wave of radiant white

Caused his eyes to blur

Then she asked him

“Why, O fair florist,

What you suffice?”

But all he heard

Was a sweet music

With an angel’s voice

After a moment of dream

He told her so

He has got

Red, pink and yellow

The Princess laughed

At his commoners voice

Which left him

Completely mesmerized

He felt enchanted and

Knew it was heaven

The princess took some flowers

And called him for more

So it started daily

As the commoner

Had heard in lore

Her grace and charm

Along with her beauty and warmth

He waited impatiently

Every day to look forth

His day long stress

Was no more a mess

When she smiled

And her pearly teeth

Spread like a queue of

White and mystique saints

Those deep black eyes

Like a well of innocence and grace

He feared of falling into it

And tried not

To let it show on his face

But then Jack smiled

That old commoner’s smile

But still everyone was patient

As they knew

They must rely

So one fine morning

When the birds chirped

And sun was bright

Jack went to castle

Only to be halted

By her majesty’s guards

They told him

He cannot advance

Being a commoner

He must down his glance

It seemed the Princess

Remembered what she forgot

He was just a commoner

Whom she must see not

So it was the end

Of those days in dreams

And Jack was back

With his errands in park

Selling flowers to the mass

Who looked at him with disgust

And with loathed remark

Once saying so

Jack looked at the fire

And smiled at the folks

Who were eying at him

With a strange admire

And then his face

Broke into a smile

That very commoner’s smile

To which

 Everyone there was familiar

And now they knew

It's not always a Prince charming

And the Princess

Or a Princess

Happily with a commoner.

This was new to them;

The story of

Princess and the Commoner.