Riding On With a Beating Heart
Sometimes a normal life can become epic,
But this thing called fate has a bag full of tricks.
Every day in my village, out of the window,
I saw the face of a graceful belle who had the sun’s glow.
I wanted to confess my love for her but the time wasn’t right;
A mysterious man from the faraway castle kidnapped her one night.
She needed help I thought; she left without a goodbye.
I knew I needed to do something not just lament & cry.
So the cat inside me turned into a lion,
And I rode off on my steed with arms of iron.
I travelled for long, cold nights, ten,
In the Valley of Ice where everything was frozen.
The only thing keeping me alive was my love,
As I faced creatures like that dragon from above.
The scaly beast wanted to eat me; it roared loudly bringing my ears pain.
But the sound created an avalanche and the next moment, it got slain.
I kept on walking, covered in white from head to toe.
Little did I know that I was yet to face the wicked dwarves of the snow?
But on seeing me half frozen, half wounded, they got scared and ran.
The puny blokes might have thought that I am an abominable snowman!
So after surviving these hours of tiredness & frustration,
I finally saw the gates of that majestic castle; I had reached my destination.
The doors to the fort were surprisingly not closed.
And the deadly crocodiles in the pool had lazily dozed.
I got inside and saw a hairy, cruel looking beast.
Looked like he could eat a hundred men for a feast.
I felt like killing him but his sight had turned my skin white & pale.
Then I saw that he was being hugged by a belle, it was the same female.
I got shocked but she told me the beast was actually kind.
And so she began to love her abductor; I realized that love was blind!
The brute turned out to be a good fellow with a heart of gold.
Needed he someone to give him company in this lonely blanket of cold.
Then I bid the couple adieu with a heavy heart.
And I rode on to a new place for a new start.
I had cheated death but failed to win the girl who I thought was mine.
Still, I’m not distressed anymore, at least she’s smiling & fine.
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