My Ballad To The Captain of Beauty

             

                 The Captain of Queens 

In the century of heart,

There is no beginning in beauty,

Ask how river meets ocean,

Nature is the guardian of all roses,

But there are some queens we do not born,

They exist like a river,

Oh beholder of nature,

You may have to wait;

For their rivers to flow across your path,

Until then, let me take you to an itinerary,

Where nature bows to beauty.

On the hill of the lakeside, 

Above the city of the pageants, 

There lies some souls,

Who are they?  

Behold  the stars saying;

We are the super faces. 

They are beautiful like rainbows;

 Close to heaven,

This is not a hyperbole. 

They all sing in unison,

Come and behold their faces, 

Their voices set the ugly free, 

There is one in a veil, 

She is the mother of Kings,

Haven't I seen enough? 

No! That is the dew that fell on me,

I didn't misinterpret, 

I said she is different in heart,

In the midst of the beauty,

My adoration stops at the sparkles of colour, 

Oh,  that emits in their faces, 

That is their cost of beauty so my heart say.

One step closer to the heart,

Yes the one in veil, the captain of  beauty,

So resplendent and effulgent,

This is a special light that twinkles away my thought,

They paint their faces with colours, 

And wear a crown of honour,

Who is the god of this one? 

The one standing behind the heart of nature,

Separate soul full of brilliant heart,

Wink your eyes again, 

Oh, that we may know your cost,

The angel in the veil, 

Do not let us go in vain. 

Some are beautiful,

 Some are pretty,

 Some are ugly,

Yet all of them are in the same kingdom, 

After the light, 

We shall know the beautiful ones,

Come o yeh night, how is beauty made? 

"Create an ugly well in your heart,

And drop some water of decencies everyday,

Untill it becomes an ocean, 

Which can never dry, never stop,

Drum that aloud, o yeh mighty thunder,

 That is the cost of beauty".

I found it, Who shall I tell? 

Who shall be like the captain of the queens?

Full of beautiful heart,

Let your rain fall on the ugly ones,

Let your radiant heart emit the soul of our womenfolk,

And let the heart of the young be like your paradise. 

Let them sell their pride to pay the price,

That is the song of the little bird,

Our heart is the cost of beauty,

Follow me, 

I shall show you where the angel lives,

Drop this ink for her, 

she is a vessel we all need.

For you are beautiful,

For you are lovely, 

Let your heart shine more, 

Let your soul live long, Oh our queen, 

Forever You will live.

Oh my heart, 

Call the nation to behold the revelation,

One is beautiful and only one shall be,  

Because there is one Queen on this queue.

Fly me away dear wind,

Mighty sky, let your rainbow feel the world,

That all eyes may travel around the world,

And let my pregnant cloud give birth now,

That we may all swim in your encomium.

When the roses rise, 

Let our nose mise,   

And Until this ballad reaches her heart, 

Let the rain of your beauty keep falling on us

Like  a river behind the golf of life,

We shall flow across the father of planets,

Until then, let the confluence remain a song,

Let the birds on the shore of earth raise the beat,

 And let the waves keep the dance alive,

To the queen of this nature,

We raise our encomium,

For in our heart, When you reign,

There is a rain,

Then the rose rise.