I have a closet full of once-worn gowns
And a locker full of single-pair shoes.
An unlikely optimist, I leave my calling cards--
Sometimes a left shoe, sometimes a right--
At parties, I turn up at work
In mismatched sandals, but hey,
They say, all's fair in love and war.
But the price of battle is two pence
Too much and now I'm out of space, money and patience.
I have a closet full of once-worn gowns
And a locker full of single-pair shoes.
I know I need to Marie Kondo that shit
For there is neither spark nor joy here anymore.
I know, I know all this and more.
I swore to let go and accept that
Amphibians cannot morph into suitable boys.
But first, can I please have a moment of silence
For the dear-departed charms of long-lost princes?
Can I please give them a hug and a little kiss
Before I throw the frogs out?-
She was the princess of her fairy-tales dream
Realities didn't matched her dream.
#when-she-got-married
-
Two souls with a hope of living
They did and with a truth of together
In a single body under same eyelids with a dream of forever
Cruel fate sent them away in deciet
Fate gifted them one morning
Time lent them evening with a wish of meeting again
But time yields no mercy for them
It aches it bleeds when they dance again in the rain
Memories washing their sorrows for a while
And they crave for peace they could never attain
Making them deem fate as a lie
while they learn to rediscover the truth
The truth of separation
The truth of pain
The depth of learning to love again
-
Build more castles, in the sky;
Frolic about, with unicorns
And dragons, alike.
Meet Prince Charming, also.
Let's write our names,
In the sand.
For, whoever said,
That fairy tales aren't true?
Surely, these are genuine,
For those who regularly
Visit Neverland--
A transient escape,
From the abhorrent cruelty,
Of this arduous existence.-
She wrote poems for him,
hoping that, someday,
they could write fairytales together.
-
Khwaaish to hai pariyoun wali,
Dil phr bhi h gareeboun wala...
Na jane kyu khud ko piche chod,
Aaj zindagi k safar me hum aaj bhi aage hai...
Bhale hi ho kam tareen..
Par papa ki princess hamesha kehlayegi..
Khoob suni h kahani pariyoun wali,
Aaj aage bad rahe hai use piche chod...-
Ofcourse,
Life is a fairytale you just have to see it as like that!-
When I finally thought it was real, some proved me wrong,
Well ,I'm done with sad stories now ...
Let's write a never ending fairytale.
-
She embraced
the silence
of nights
and kissed
the darkness,
passionately
tasting it's
essence
creating
dark fairytales
out of it.-