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Fairytale Life

By Shweta Sharma


Some magic some love,

Some friendship some dust,

A wand a fairy,

Some poisonous berries...


It's just the start don't worry my friend

We'll stay together and strong until the end

It's a fairytale life why do you worry

All will be well, and the end will be merry...


A happy childhood somewhere

Somewhere royals turned slaves

Some ugly friends

Some small but brave...


Friends or not you'll have to be strong,

Alone or not, you'll have to fight the wrong,

It's a fairytale life with hardships and sorrows,

But have no worry coz there's always a new tomorrow...

Locked away in a tall tower,

Or cursed with a dark power,

In control of an evil witch,

Or a magical dress the pauper will stitch...


Discovering something your life will change,

A counter curse will decrease your pain,

It's a fairytale Life you'll have some fun,

the sun will definitely shine again...






The fairy god mother flicked her wand

Time and relationships took a turn

Truth and lies got uncovered,

The maiden faced them with her power...


It's not dark or white power here,

But the power of love and flair,

It's a fairytale life light will shine,

And vanish all the darkness in no time...


Truth and hope will sprout in the dry land

A swan song will be heard in the region of sand,

The perfect foot will fit in the glass shoe,

And the best will be saved by the love that's true...


It's not the end not just yet,

There's still a little bit of story left,

It's a fairytale Life after all,

With love truth grace and hope...

The princess will finally gain her strength again

The frog will turn into a prince in the rain

Sun's bright magic will heal the blind eyes,

And the truth will shine bright like the skies...



By Shweta Sharma





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