Best Lifefairy Poems
I play with sorrow hide-and-seek
For love will hide and I am weak,
And when I locate the pot of gold
I find the rainbow has been sold.
I explore the real life of this fairy tale
The gingerbread house is up for sale.
The frog is not what he proclaims to be
A wolf in grandma's nightie is all I see.
The prince is having a bad hair day
The beauty is not in the beast I say.
The carriage 'till midnight will not last
I'll have pumpkin pie to break my fast.
I climb the beanstalk way up high
Open Sesame I cry and cry,
Look there's a dragon at my door...
I don't believe in fairy tales no more.
So tell the seven dwarfs to stay away
Tell the ogres I don't want to play.
The damsel in distress I'll never be
For I'm the ugly stepsister, you see.
Day to day.
I reflect on what was
The former amusement
On my called, ecstasy.
It was like a goddess of dawn,
Yet a daze of a cautionary tale.
A quaint moment for a reflecting smile,
But the pressure into a tangled maze that leads to nowhere.
A mesmerizing resemblance of paradise,
Yet hollow darkness that had no ending.
Hankering those feelings.
I understand today
That those unrespected hours,
Were all feckless,
And thrown out like a wet dog.
Every sun risen moment.
I became torn between
My longed for fairy tale
And this tale off foolishness
Creating a sense of emptiness, inside.
Day to day.
I reflect on what was
The former heartache
Of my called, momentary insanity.
Emotions, concealed beneath bitter wounds
Cease my desired fairy tale.
Yet, I longed to cross course
But questioned my freedom within.
None could bring about my downhearted brink.
None, but the burden
Who shattered beliefs.
Now, day to day.
I must stop!
For all, has been
Lost, in translation