Once upon a time a damsel,
When reasoning was naive
Feeling puerile
Blab for eloquence
Tears for defence
Fear for expression, and
Pulchritude for confidence.
Slowly she moves
Slowly,
Gradual
Fast
Progressive and
Firm
Cynosure she becomes
Yet only for one match
My long time desire
The strength
The life
My pride
My honour
Now celebrate you world
Unto us a queen is given
The govt in her heart is eternal
Just one key it has
Here i stand
Locking and unlocking.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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The poem reveals the stages in life of a young lady. From stage of unrecognition to a state of recognition by other gender. It talks about times her would be spouse long to approach her till she is ripe for a relationship. The poem is a romantic poem.