I was dreaming one day,
I heard the thief s’ pellet spurting.
My brother went to the bay,
Visited again wobbling.
He stroke the door
Like the guns’ roar.
The hubbub alarmed me
I rushed to open the spooky gates
“What ground s’ are of thy wait?”
Before I could articulate,
He swathe me with his cape.
He then departed
Without any other utter
Just gave me a hunk of butter.
Very soon the guards came in,
Took the piece and grinned.
They took me to the princely lord,
Who expressed gratitude and gave me reward.
I was told’ bout the diamond in margarine,
The lanky locator would earn the royal serene.
But my better half handed it to me,
Soon the regal glee grimed me.
Another day came a solace letter,
With a few lines of chatter.
You lost all for my tomorrow,
You’ve fought the arduous with valor,
So, I must lush your life with colors
My majesty is my ode to you,
May thou unearth joy in all rue.”
And I felt paid for my do.
BY: AASHI KULSHRESTHA