In a beautiful castle, there, a king is lavishly living.
Though he had everything, he mourn every day and evening.
The lovely king, to ease the pain, starts to sing every sun’s rising, and before twilight he starts to recite, a beautiful poem to fill the night.
There, in the lonely kingdom he sat alone, waiting for someone to gift him home.
As days had past he didn’t give up, finding his queen in every lady’s grin.
Until one day a beautiful girl passed by his way, with her smile and gleaming eyes she sure washed out the king’s wae.
She hums the unfamiliar song as she hops from stone to stone.
And as she moved away from the king’s glare, he finally decided to take her as his mate
Her eyes gleams upon meeting the king’s glint as he parade and announced their greatest faith
But soon after, the king backed out his fleet, saying “the queen must be elite”.
The girl with a broken heart has left no choice but to move forward.
With her rag clothes and worn out shoes,
sure the king must be with a true queen.
Just like that she moved out from the king’s heart while the king continued to wail the night.
