Hate the fairy tales

She craves for the light to fall on her face 
Slowly in a fashion to sway
Everything in her dream’s taste

She kissed liberty
Like petals of rose
Falling softly through air 
Gently touching the ground

A light melody
Gets played 
When air passes
Through her hair

With wings of freedom 
She glides through eternity

Like waves her soul
Keeps on flooding love

She lives in arms of craze
She plays
She slays
She impairs
Everything that scares

Says the glimpse of reality
That neither she can transform
To a fairy one day
Nor this world is a fairy land

Thus she hates all those fairy tales
And wrote brand new tale

~Harnoor Bhullar

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