By :- Aishwarya Raghunath
A beast he was
Rigid and tough
She was beauty
Dancing through life’s crests and troughs
He was misunderstood misinterpreted often
His heart has turned all rock;
The flower of love
Forgot to blossom…
It was dormant all while
For a hearty embrace;
Longing for a loving touch and caring grace.
Then she came laden in golden dress,
hair tied up high in bun
lost she was in The big palace.
She saw him sitting there all gloomy and sad. Silently she approached him laying on his shoulders her loving hands.
He roared in pain,
which terrified every single creature.
But couldn’t frighten her even a bit,
by his roar her heart didn’t tremble.
She looked at him,
with all awe and love.
Inside his eyes she found the hidden love.
He was relenting to show his real self,
which was lynched and hurted by people around.
Yet love won atlast,
she watered the rose with her love
Which had failed to bloom in his heart
Slowly it started to blossom again.
Unknowingly he again started turning human.
She became his most precious medal
Who had turned him from a beast back to human
She was his heart’s cry
With whom his life turned magical and life became a joyful ride…….
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