LONE PRINCES AND HER CASTLE

Lone is the castle, beneath the blue skies
Within the castle breathes a single brave lady 
Almost desolated as if accustomed to solitude
Consumes she every social stigma
Beneath that lone castle lays a fragile heart
Almost fissured mind, though cautiously tightened
Escapes the hopes and bliss sometimes from her grips
That was hardly collected precious joys and bliss
As usual, again she feels her glees being seized
Who would know her heart's agony?
Who would understands the depth of her cry
She is crying for love, she needs a soul mate
She cries for a prince who could kiss her lips
And could disable the spell of wicked
I can see from my housetop
A cool slothful gust of the wind
Blowing gently over her silky hair
As if consoling her
I can see from my balcony
A delicate ray of the morning sun
Knocking softly at her door
As if presenting his chaste love
Alas
Neither she understands the touch of the wind
Nor can she feel the warmth of the morning sun
Waving their hands 
Desperately marches they ahead
Sun is in a hurry to intensify his heat
Casting his grey shadow over her
Rushes they on their daily routine


And again a lone castle remains silence
Beneath the blue skies
Within that castle breathes a single brave lady
Longing to see her real prince 
Who could bring back her lost bliss