The Story of his life….

Long time ago, a prince was born,
With hopes and expectations, his mother had sworn,
He would be her mainstay, her light of life,
Her reason to live, she would love in rife.

Spoilt he never was, he had it all,
He’d seen the struggle, the rich-rag wall,
The feuds, the struggle the sorrow and pain,
She always kept him away from bane.

She sent him away, she knew for good,
He inferred little, the little he could,
She cried many nights, the separation was sore,
He sensed the sobbing, and woke up with gore.

He armed himself with all he could,
Became fortified in things one should,
Back at home, the days were almost done,
Her wait had ended she would soon see her son.

N there he was, with his heart of gold,
She cried like a baby, we were later told,
He held her firm, wiped tears away,
Promised he’d never let, anyone betray.

The baddies were watchin, thinking again,
Whether they should ever look back in that lane,
She couldn’t thank Him enough, her destiny flexed,
Her exile had ended, her son was annexed.

The story hasn’t ended, he has’nt finished yet,
He hid her behind him, his mom couldn’t get,
She saw her emerge, it left an impact,
N guessed at once its time for a new act.