The Princess And The Saint Poem by renu Vig sharma sharma

The Princess And The Saint

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There was a princess lived long ago,
beautiful bold she was so,
brimming with pride all the time
she went to forest to hunt an animal of any kind,
armed with bow and arrow and pride to show,
she ventured in woods and searched for a hunt alone,
many days passed she could not find one,
one morning she saw a little fawn grazing in a farm,
she aimed the arrow and it struck around fawn; s neck,
terrified the fawn ran fast but fell,
drenched in the pool of blood and pain
the passer by saint saw the pain of the little one,
took in his lap and gave few herbs,
closed his eyes and recited few holy words,
the fawn revived and recovered at once
at the same time the princess came looking for her kill,
asked the saint to return her the kill.
the saint refused and said now its not her kill.
the fawn is fine and alive still,
the princess threatened to call her men,
and would put the saint in the cell,
the saint recited few holy words again
the princess got transformed in an adult deer,
the saint ordered her tol ook after the little one,
as its mother is not near,
reap what you have sown,
as you are a sinner who hurt an innocent one
saying this the saint went out of sight,
the adult deer looked helplessly at the little fawn.,
as from now she will have to live with the curse.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM

Karmic debt and avenging the innocent and helpless...good story poem...

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Karmic debt and avenging the innocent and helpless...good story poem...

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G Shyam Sundar 17 January 2012

this piece of yours is superb and amazing......... i want to know the origin of this story.....and tel me whether this story is real or imaginative.........if real say me the source.....but as a whole i liked this poetic piece..........thanks for sharing and sorry for my delayed and late reply for your invitation......... with best regards G.Shyam

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Kee Thampi 19 December 2011

Truth behind eulogy of this the passer by saint saw the pain of the little one, took in his lap and gave few herbs, closed his eyes and recited few holy words, the fawn revived and recovered at once at the same time the princess came looking for her kill,

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