In the palace shadows, whispers fade away,
A heart of kindness lost in fleeting day.
Beneath the crown's resplendent, heavy weight, A soul in solitude wrestled with fate.
Eyes that shone like stars upon the night,
Now veil their sorrow in a silent flight.
The world, a stage where beauty meets despair, Hid the tears that fell from royalty's lair.

Her laughter, like a song, was bright and rare, Yet veiled the ache that whispered in the air. Each touch, a balm for those who sought her grace, Yet left her with a hollow, empty space.

In every crowd, a mirror of her pain,
Reflected in the rain, a soft refrain.
Her gentle heart, though bound by golden ties, Found solace only in the starlit skies.

As winds of change blew through the palace halls, She wandered, lost, beneath those gilded walls. Her legacy, a blend of love and tears, Echoes through the years and silent fears.

In memories etched, her spirit lingers still,
A fleeting glance of beauty, raw and real.
For though her tears have vanished with the night, Her story endures in sorrow's gentle light Princess Diana, Princess Diana
Ex yam yafela udoti
© Thabiso Dube