Princess or prisoner?A Poem by Bushra NaqshbandiA poem written for a contest based on the quote ''Being a princess isn't all it's cracked up to be!''
All eyes on her, they continuously stare,
Her dress so lovely, elegantly made her hair, Her posture erect, her smile just a fraction, She's a princess, a picture of perfection. They see only what they expect they're going to see, They picture her to be happier than anyone could ever be. The actual knowledge of her condition rests with her alone, She is a living being forced to live like an impassive stone.
Her dress has to be impressive, her hair done up elegantly, Casual clothes are not for her and she cannot talk bluntly. She can't remember when she last had fun, Even her smile has to be a measured one.
She has delicate and expensive jewellery to fit every new trend, She always has the highest company but she pines for a friend. She cannot talk to people around her for they are all considered low, She has no one to give her a loving hug, though many to give a bow.
She cannot go where she chooses, she's never to be left alone, Her pain destroys her inside, aloud she isn't allowed to moan. She cannot eat without following a specific set of ''nonsensical'' laws, She has to obey all the set guidelines as princesses cannot have flaws. She used to argue, used to believe she had some rights of her own, Her parents told her they owned her, she was a seed they had sown. Unable to fight the ones she loved, she resigned herself to her destiny, Turned herself to marble becoming what they wanted - a picture of dignity.
© 2015 Bushra NaqshbandiAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on March 1, 2015 Last Updated on April 25, 2015 AuthorBushra NaqshbandiSrinagar, Kashmir, IndiaAboutAn ardent admirer of Jane Austen, J.K. Rowling, Agatha Christie, Enid Blyton and Rick Riordian. Want to grow as a writer and become popular with the masses. :) more..Writing
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