Glass Slippered Shoes
I know thats not going to happen.
I know it wont be okay.
But Im running out of words.
And things to say.
My hearts just not in it.
And Im so full of guilt.
I want to be a friend.
Break the wall Ive built.
Theres a line I must cross.
And a path I need to take.
But I dont have a map.
Its all up to fate.
But I know you need me.
You need me as a friend.
Im just waiting for,
this fairytale to end.
Your cinderella with your,
glass slipered shoes.
You danced with Prince Charming.
And he searched the world for you.
I was the servant.
Cleaning up the ball.
I wore peasent clothes.
Was trapped inside the halls.
But midnights struck away.
And now your just like me.
Cleaning up messes.
Just like it use to be.
But in real life.
Im still waiting for new day.
Midnight hasnt come.
You havent faded away.
Because Im not Cinderella.
I dont deserve a friend like you.
I didnt dance with a Prince.
Or wear glass slippered shoes.
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Abused Cinderella
Cinderella was a nice gal
Always did what she was told
Put others before herself
Cinderella had lots of hopes and dreams
One day in the town she heard of the ball
CInderella wanted to go
Really really bad
Her step mom gave her touble
Her sisters were ok
But she never went
Beucase no one cared
Poor cinderella cried
Dreams really don't come true
Fairytales are fake
Cinderella never found her prince
She never really went to any ball
She lost all her hopes and dreams in life
Cinderella never got a granted wish
Poor cinderella
True love never found her
When she was old
Cinderella died an old maid
When Cinderella went to heaven
She was treated like a real princess
Angels planed a ball for her
And made her a pretty white gown
Jesus danced with her
Then he took her by the hand
And led her to her handsome chosen prince
It was all worth the shattered hopes
And dreams in life
To have a fairytale ending in heaven
poem by Bella Ravenstar
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A Cinderella Story' vs Reality
There is a girl and a boy,
Connected only in cyber,
Never met,
Never phoned,
How long can it last?
It is like in the movie ‘A Cinderella Story’,
Her friend said.
The girl loves him so much,
She cannot took her mind off him,
She waits in front of computer every night,
Waiting for her Prince Charming to greet.
They have known each other a year,
They lived very far apart,
It is like one is up there,
One is down the globe,
Can it last?
She wondered.
One day,
Her Prince Charming said those magical words to her,
She was barely able to breathe,
She was the happiest person on Earth,
But Prince Charming loves her as…?
On one beautiful night,
As usual,
She spent almost hours and hours in front of the computer,
Wait till Prince Charming to come,
But he did not,
She was a bit upset,
She wrote to Prince Charming,
‘You love me as what? ’
Prince Charming replied her the next day,
‘I love you as my girlfriend’,
‘Will you be mine? ’
For God’s sake,
She was absolutely wanted to be his,
‘I sure will’,
It was the best day of her life.
So, there it was,
For her,
She hopes her story does not end just like that,
She will wait for her Prince Charming,
To come to her,
In reality,
Not just in cyber,
Even if it take 100 years.
She wanted them to see,
She wanted him to take her hands,
She wanted to dance in the rain with him,
She wanted to feel his warm,
She wanted him for sure,
She will wait, she swore.
A Cinderella Story?
It is different with her story, she thought,
It is just the same,
When it comes to how they stay connected.
poem by Lovita Lara
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One Princess to Another
Sleeping Beauty stroked
Her blonde hair
And sighed and
Longed for the woods
Snow White stared
At her reflection
And watched as
Her face aged and her life faded
Cinderella pulled at
Her long dress
And looked at
The glass shoes of enslavement
And then Cinderella
Found Sleeping Beauty
And asked:
“Did we ever have a choice? ”
Sleeping Beauty went
To Snow White
And told her:
“I hate my life.”
Then they went
Home to the princes
Who owned them
Because they were the first to kiss them
Cinderella broke her glass slippers
And ran away from the prince
With a nice teacher from the village
Leaving behind a note and glass slippers
Sleeping Beauty
Bore her prince a son
Before she turned to the woods
And never came out again
Snow White took
A poison apple from the
Wicked Witch’s dungeon and bit down into it
And died this time
poem by Elizabeth Rebel
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Incomplete Fairytale
My cinderella story is going wrong all over again
magic words are fake or was the spell incorrect
b'coz everything seems to be taking twist and turn without any gain..
i'm loosing my prince all over again.
Maybe HAPPY ENDING is not mentioned in my fairytale
tears are falling endlessly, heart is breaking aimlessly, i am
shakened breathlessly.i'm loosing my prince all over again.
Maybe hes's not meant to be my prince charming who would take me far away, b'coz he wont break my heart with a ray
or is it meant to be an INCOMPLETE FAIRYTALE..
poem by Emotive 69octemo
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Cinderella
Written by j. kimball and d. vidal, 1984
Found on perspective.
I was out last night having a ball
And comin home, I wasnt thinkin nothin at all
And there on the sidewalk what did I see
A little glass slipper starin back at me
Cinderella (cinderella)
Well Im not superstitious but Im smarter than I seem
And I knew it was love, if you know what I mean
When I saw that slipper it occurred to me
The shoe fit her and she fit me
Cinderella (cinderella)
Cinderella (cinderella)
When I find her it will be
A fairy tale for her and me
I will never let her go
Cinderella
Now the other girls hold no fascination for me
I just think of her wherever she may be
I will search my whole life through
cause no one else will ever do
Cinderella (cinderella)
Cinderella (cinderella)
When I find her it will be
A fairy tale for her and me
I will never let her go
She will give my heart a home
Until that day Ill be alone
With just a slipper and a dream
Cinderella (cinderella)
Cinderella (cinderella)
Oo (cinderella)
Cinderella (cinderella)
song performed by by America
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Fairytail life
Im sitting here
Living my life
Thinking about
What it could be
A fantasy
And full of dreams
Something that I can see
Only on the tv screen
If only live was a fairy tail
Id be a princess
And ill have my prince
Although right now
I have him in mind
If only
Life was a fairy tail
I would have
A pretty dress
That all the girls
Would have green eyes for
It would be worn
To the ball
But if only
Life was a fairy tail
The prince shall see me
Tonight and will ask me to dance
Then at midnight I will have to runaway
And the chase begins
As I hide my true identity
To save our love
In this so called fairy tail
If I was Cinderella
I would lose my glass slipper
In the presents of him
For him to find me again
And love me
If only I was a fairy tail
my prince
would find me again
while all the other girls
are tryin to steal him from me
the true Cinderella
And our love would be saved (forever)
I would get married to the prince
So we could live
Happily…ever….after…..
But that is…..
The fairy tail…..
Of…my…life…
poem by Tessa Monaghan
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Its Midnight Cinderella
Its midnight cinderella but dont you worry none
cause Im peter peter the pumpkin eater
And the partys just begun.
I guess your prince charming
Wasnt after all
cause he sure seemed different right after the ball.
I guess more than horses are turnin into rats
And by the way hes walkin
I can guess where your slippers at.
(chorus)
Its midnight cinderella time that you should know
Theres gonna be some changes in the way this story goes
Its midnight cinderella but dont you worry none
cause Im peter peter the pumkin eater
And the partys just begun.
Im gonna help you get over
Bein under that spell
Youre gonna learn to love midnight
Inside this pumpkin shell
I gotta few new magic tricks
Your godmother cant do
Ill show you what it means to
Bip, bip, bip, bip, boppity boo.
*chorus*
Im peter peter the pumpkin eater
And the party has now begun
song performed by by Garth Brooks
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Happily Never After
In the beginning it feels like a fairytale
You believe there will be a happily ever after
Your Prince Charming you have finally found
And you are the beautiful Cinderella
Your hopes arise as high as the skies
Your dreams dominate your thoughts
'Mrs Prince Charming' scribbled over your mind
And nobody can tell you that 'He's wrong'
But soon you come to realise
That Prince Chraming is just what he is
He's nothing but a fictional character
Who only appears in dreams
He will never be a reality
He will never sweep you off your feet
You will meet many people who you believe are him
But somewhere you will see,
That Prince Charming is only for storybooks
He's sweet poision for little girls
I refuse to search all my life
For a man who dosen't exist in this world
poem by Sherice Malcolm
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Cinderella Renewed
there was once a girl I knew
Her name was Cinderella
But Cinderella is way too long
We'll call her just Ella
Ella was a spoilt kid
Oh yes, she was
She rather barks than talks
not someone to cross
Then Gloomy air Spread everywhere
As her mother died with heart attack
All relatives cried at the news
Ella also did, but it was fake
His father married again
The lady had daughters of her own
Beautiful they were, oh yes
Names: Isabella and Sharon
Our Cinderella was very jealous
girls had taken her place, not one but two
Ella wanted to take revenge
From the girls, and their mother too!
But before she could do anything
The handsome prince called a ball
All the maidens were invited
It was to take place in the castle's hall
Excitement arose everywhere
Beautiful looked our Cinderella
But her stepsisters were their too
And their was no match for Isabella
The prince walked in the room
His eyes fell on Isabella
He asked her for a dance
And not our Cinderella
Soon the news spread through the kingdom
Prince and Isabella were to marry, no pretend
But then something happened
The prince chose Cinderella instead!
on the marriage day, bells rang
Ella and prince were coupled
But prince looked so forlorn and sad
As though he had just been crumpled
And as the carriage went, people wondered
What was it, that had dejected him
But we know the truth, that
Cinderella had a revolver to torture him!
poem by Myra Ahmad
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32 - Cinderella
Running towards her pumpkin
At the stroke of midnight
Her lost slipper upon the stair
In the silver majestic moonlight
The fairytale turns to dust
As the witching hour begins
Down in the forgotten cellar
Her sorrow and pain she sings
So not to loose her memories of this night’s enchantment
She tearfully produces ink of thoughts onto peasant parchment
Recumbent but weary on her bed of mice invested hay
Crying her self to sleep still and alone Cinderella lay
The next morning prince charming comes round
With the clear glass slipper he had found
A gentleman he lowers down on one knee, while Cinderella sits
Drawing eloquent smiles as the slipper perfectly fits
poem by Nicola Burkett
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Snow Whites' Got the Blues
Fairy tales and wishing wells
And knights in shining armor;
Kiss a frog and dream a prince
And hope a little longer.
Rainbow castles in the sky
And carriages of gold;
Happily ever after was a dream once,
she was told.
Cinderella doesn't dance
Her babies need new shoes;
Red Riding Hoods' lost again
And Snow Whites' got the blues.
Midnight comes too early,
The laundry's still not done.
Say a prayer and close her eyes
And start again with the morning sun.
Cinderella doesn't dance,
Her babies need new shoes;
Red Riding Hood is lost again
And even Snow Whites' got the blues.
Cinderella doesn't dance......
3-9-95
poem by Karen TeichCluster
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I`m Not Prince Charming And Will Never Be...
I
I saw Cinderella in the marketplace
Her clothes ragged and one of her shoes without a lace
Tiny drops of sweat ran across her beautiful face
Wearing an expected grimace.
As I were approaching to help her lift her baggage
There came from nowhere her stepsisters
My temper rose to it`s peak when suddenly I saw
Cinderella is now picking the items she bought a while ago.
Those wicked women I want to torture
And imprison them in hell forever
Cinderella, I want to help her be free
But I`m not Prince Charming and will never be.
II
I saw Snow White eating an apple from the wicked witch
She fell down on earth while the laughter grew
I saw Snow White put in a coffin by the seven dwarfs
Tears ran across their face mourning about her death.
I want to cast those tears away from their eyes
And want to tell them lift the cover of the coffin
So that I can kiss her and to the spell let her be free
But I`m not Prince Charming and will never be.
poem by MiJ HeNrieL
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Cinderella's Shoes
The ugly sister, Alice,
glared at the mirror with reflected malice;
gave a grin
and blew a bubble;
stroked the stubble
on her chin
and simpered, in unbridled bliss,
'What a charmer I iss! '
adding, with a grimace,
'Who's the prettier, glass face? '
'Cinderella!
Cinderella. Cinderella. Cinderella.
Cinderella. Cinderella.'
The mirror twinkled a little wintry.
'Cinderella. Cinderella....'
The tiny fragments of splintery
glass were swept up by footman Fred.
'What a wolatile woman! ' Fred said.
'A weally, wolatile woman! '
An officer guarded the small glass slipper,
passport to a prince and palace.
(But not for Alice.)
She queezed and pressed and sqealed and swore
and gave a most almighty roar.
More fragments of splintering glass
were swept up by footman Fred.
'What a woracious woman! ' Fred said.
'A most woracious woman! '
Cinderella slipped easily into the other shoe,
was whisked off in a guilded carriage
to a brave new world where her goodness drew
her, to liveried servants and a royal marriage!
And Alice?
She stumbled her bloody way
to a fate far worse than death.
To a tiny cell with walls of mirrors.
Unbreakable, bullet proof, everlasting glass!
(From Blondin & Other Poems)
poem by Brian Taylor
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Fairytale Romance
When I was a girl, once upon a time
I read of fairytales, poetry and rhymes
What beautiful stories I gathered from all
Wishing it were true, it could happen in dreams of mine
If I were your Cinderella, and you were Prince Charming
Would you bring me my glass slipper?
Would you take me to your palace?
Would you dance with me beyond midnight?
And save me from all harm?
What if I were Snow White
And you be my prince
Would you save me from Death
With that precious, wonderful kiss?
Do not be my beast
But be the man of my fantasy
I'll let my hair down for you
So you could climb up to me
You'll then take me away
To where the stars never stop shining
And where the sun lights its rays
Where the dusk meets the day
Which the music will last forever
In our very own happy ever after
poem by Fatin Khalid
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If My Life Were a Fairytale
I wish my life were a fairytale,
wher there's a big house,
with a loving family,
and best of all
Prince Charming who I love
And live happily ever after with.
: If my life were a fairytale,
I'd have a perfect,
loveing family.
That spends quality
time with eachother,
Free from negativity.
If my life were a fairytale,
I'd have the perfect body.
Tall, skinny, perfect skin,
hair and teeth.
Free from fighting with that
girl looking back at me in the mirror.
If my life were a fairytale,
I'd have the perfect friends,
with the perfect families,
and sharre so many
good memories with.
Free from all the drama.
If my life were a fairytale,
I'd have a big house,
that was spotless,
wish so much to do.
Free from dirtyness.
If my life were a fairytale,
I'd have all the money
in the worl, where I could
buy anything in the world.
Free from the worry of debt.
If my life were a fairytale,
I'd have the perfect man,
who'd I'd call my prince charming,
who is loving and caring.
Free from feeling lonely.
If my life were a fairytale,
I'd have the perfect life,
that everyone would wish for.
Free from judging.
But my life's not a fairytale,
It will never be.
Life is ful of challenges,
and obstacles that you have to fight
throught everyday.
Life is not a fairytale,
It never is.
If only the Cinderella Story
were true.
A Friend Like You
A friend like you is like no other friend
A friend like you is a friend i dont regret meeting
A friend like you is like a friend i cant scream at or fight with
A friend like you is like having no worries in my life
A friend like you is a friend that i dont want to lose
A friend like you is like being in comfort all day
A friend like you is a friend i always wanted
A friend like you is awesomly awesome
A friend like you is random and funny
A friend like you is a friend that i love to death and i will never let go
A friend like you is a friend i can tell all my secrets to
A friend like you..
A friend like you is like the little sister ive always wanted
A friend that i can go to to tell them whats wrong
A friend like you is like having no dark days because you brighten them up
A friend like you is a friend that opens up my eyes and helps me avoid bad things
A friend like you is a type of friend that laughs at dumb things i say or do
A friend like you is a friend i am proud to call my best friend...
poem by Jenni Cortes
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A fairytale life
I am no Cinderella
And I have no knight and shining amour
Nor am I sleeping beauty,
Whose prince woke her with a kiss.
I am simply the girl,
Whose foot the glass slipper did not fit.
The Rapunzel whose hair the prince could not reach.
The mermaid who did not get kissed before sunset on that fatal third day.
My story doesn’t end with a ‘happy ever after’
I’m no princess and my life is no fairytale.
But who needs fairytales
When everything I have, is all I will ever need.
poem by Nangula Nafuka
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Cinderella Stay Awhile
[verse 1]
Cinderella, stay awhile
Youre the one
That Ive been lookin for
Cinderella, when you smile
All around me sunbeams
Start to fall
Midnight is so near
Please dont disappear
Now that you are here
Stay awhile
[verse 2]
Cinderella, I just know
That the magic slippers
Gonna to fit
Cinderella, do not go
Youre my princess
I am sure of it
This is love for sure
Love thats sweet and pure
Love that will endure
Stay awhile
[bridge]
When you speak the angels all sing
This is the kind of magic you bring, oh
[verse 3]
Cinderella, stay awhile
This is like a fairytale with you
Cinderella, when you smile
All my fairytales are coming true
Well my only fear
Is midnight is so near
Please dont disappear
Stay awhile, oh
(fairytales, make-believe and you)
(fairytales, make-believe and you)
Cinderella, stay awhile
Dont you go
Oh
song performed by by Michael Jackson
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Modern Cinderella
I'm a modern Cinderella.
I wish I was more like Twighlight's Bella.
But i'm locked away.
It's like that everyday.
I'm the modern Cinderella.
I wish I was the Enchanted Ella.
My family wants to get rid of me.
This no one really sees.
I'm the Modern Cinderella.
Never mind Bella.
I'm meeting you for the very first time.
This the day I challenge my self to sing 'The Climb.'
I'm the modern Cinderella
Never mind Ella.
We feel in love at first sight.
Now the clock strikes midnight.
I'm the modern Cinderella.
Never the orginal.
Never mind Bella.
Never mind Ella.
I don't run in flight.
I'm prepared to fight.
I'm the modern Cinderella.
See me as I am.
See the real me.
Not the person I pretened to be.
I'm the modern Cinderella.
Nothing like the original.
Not like Bella.
Not like Ella.
Now i've found my modern Prince.
I am me.
I'm the Modern Cinderella....
poem by Desiree Bradford
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Cinderella’s Slipper Trail
Now Cinderella had lost her fella; this-, of course, was her unfaithful dad.
Many bad things can happen, in life, without a 'family launching pad.'
Those dreaded wicked step-kin, sadly came in, bossing her night-and-day.
Still, she had good memories and serenely read 'her rainy days away.'
Developing herself from within, she grew to be smart and so wise…
Quite unimpressed when the Prince pranced by, as also did a few other guys.
Ashamed of her lot, being servant to those of her house, and their games,
She disguised her true-self, til true-love 'and the right-time' had its frame.
One day, while dreaming, her house split and she fell into a parallel world of two.
Thus, her house had fallen down on her foes; leaving glimmering bright red shoes.
These shoes were made for walking, an angel said that day; leading to a new-way!
Awakening, her wicked kin gone, those shoes remained “to never lead her astray.”
Was the power in shoes, or in her positive view to love, that she could now sing?
Those shoes were easily seen in the dark forest; even by some Princely King.
So the moral to this story, is simply, never underestimate the power of new shoes;
Nor a Love, through some familiar path, in a lone dark forest, with dreams of two…
poem by ArmourQuill Hunter
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