Best Lifemagic Poems
Close your eyes and make a wish
Tap your heels three times and say the magic word
And whatever else the fairy tales tell you to do, in order to be happy
In order to be beautiful
In order to be loved
In order to be a hypocrite
The glass slipper doesn’t fit-
So buy a different size if you want it that bad
Kiss a frog and you’ll get nothing in return but a dirty look
In reality, pumpkins don’t have wheels…
And there is only a beast, no beauty
No magic spell to break
No curse to overcome
No magic potion or eternal life
No evil witch to escape from grasp
Just yourself, just me
What a disappointment
How sweet the roses smell along the way
But they are just a small portion compared to the weeds to come
As pictures began to stain my walls with memories
regret still does not take over, but still I feel bad inside
The yellow brick road has come to an end
and now reads NO OUTLET
Still I push forward through the dirt
But in order to do so, I must leave you behind
It’s all for the best they say; it’s for the best
But like a cockroach I scurry back to you from the dirt
I left everything else behind, which I had went for
But I’m alright
I’m so happy, so happy-
I’m blue
If you eat that apple you will be poisoned
You will fall to the ground in a lasting sleep
But there is no prince to awake you with a kiss
There is no knight in shining armor to rescue you
Just a coffin and a stone with your name
Just the dirt, where the cockroach makes home
I hope the temptation was worth the joy to come
If you rub that lamp any harder
a burn will accompany your hands
Nothing will come out of it unless you open it yourself
But don’t be surprised if it’s empty
There are no wishes to be granted
Only dreams to be achieved
And like a cockroach you can make it through the bombs and fire
Atleast those of your own life
There is no prince charming to move your hair from your face
Just wind to put more there and blind your steps
If you want to see, move it yourself
Or trip over your own faults and excuses
Post a poem, I want to read
the magic of your mind,
the magic that grips you to write,
for I love to learn from your insight.
All strangers conversing
upon a blank screen like I,
do you sometimes ask yourself
truely, WHY!!!