My Dreamworld
The magic wand of fairy God mother
turns the pumkin into a cart
Cinderella’s ragged dress transformed to silky gown
makes her look pretty and smart.
Potency of the magic remains upto zero hour
Cinderella comes back home at the expense of a glass slipper.
Curtain rolls down with the emergence of
Seven dwarfs and Snowwhite
Tears flood the coffin of the corpse
with Snowwhite’s sudden demise.
All’s well that ends well
with arrival of the prince
Snowwhite awakes and unites with him
leading to a happy ending.
Rewinding of the spool flashes
Alice through the looking glass
In sequence pass through
King and Queen of cards
The cat heralds, occupies the scene
and soars to the sky
Soon follow with hullabaloo
Enid Blyton’s famous five.
Garbed in red, little Red Riding Hood
makes a narrow escape
Eluding the wolf ready to devour
she comes back home safe.
The final scene turns up
with the witchcraft of Harry Potter
My own broomstick slips
to cause me to fall from a skyscraper.
Frigid to death I lose consciousness
Sudden jerks make me awake
I feel my hubby’s violent shake
He says, ”Swati (my name) , it’s an office day
what happened, not getting up-
aren’t you fine today? ”
(The poem is based on the fairy tales Cinderella, Snowwhite and Little Red Riding Hood and the children's fictions/stories portraying the characters Alice of Alice in Wonderland, The famous five and Harry Potter, the magic wonder of today.I express my deep gratitude to the authors Lewis Carroll, Enid Blyton and J.K.Rowling respectively for the said works, whose creations always tempt me to reduce my mental age and have inspired me to write this poem.)
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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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Waiting For Magic
kiss me baby i'm snowwhite
sleeping in a coffin
waiting for you/waiting for magic
baby i'm snowwhite
sleeping in a coffin
waiting for you/waiting for magic
a man of the world but lost in a dream
you look at something from a different angle
but i exist i'm waiting for you
in a coffin made of glass
kiss me baby i'm attractive
baby get to know me
show who you are
give me that magic
baby i'm eternal
lying in a coffin
waiting for you
in your dream a girl is dancing
close to you (that girl is me)
once a witch made her sleep
but a prince will wake her up it's you
kiss me baby...
in the tale is the place to find her
reach out to get to know her
it means so much to me
the meaning of the book
o kiss me baby wake me up
o kiss me baby wake me up
join in the story of the fairytale
believe the dream you will not fail
o kiss me baby wake me up
kiss me baby...
waiting for magic it's what i do
waiting for magic for me and you to kiss me
baby wake me up
caught in a dream how lucky you are
you can see me i'm the girl behind you
so open your eyes and turn around
and watch me dancing join the fairytales
kiss me baby...
you cannot reach her on the planet
that the scientists want to call the earth
but if you use your imagination
you will see her
you will find her in your dreams
i see now shadows in my dreams
it is something so romantic
i can tell it's for real you'll see
song performed by by Ace Of Base
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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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2010/01/22 Cinderella Tribute
I don’t know how to reach my twin sister, our birthday
in Aquarius, count nine months back for Astrogenetic
conception date, Cancer, the home-making caretaker
My sister makes a home for my parents, I want them to
realize the great qualities of grandma Alice, a Virgo
perfectionist working like Cinderella in caring for us
Mother, Leo-Queen of Hearts, father Conan-Sagittarian-
Barbarian, brother Aries-Attila the Hun, brother Aquarius-
Peter Pan; Tom Thumb-the youngest brother
My sister, the peppery-tongued Duchess and me, Alice
in Wonderland - the Queen of Hearts angered Alice by
claiming she would have been good at mothering
If Cinderella were not there, forgetting every time Cin-
derella was absent, nothing changed; she did not start
mothering; I LIKE the Queen for not mothering me
I want grandma Alice to go to the ball now she is dead,
receive due praise for all she did in caring for seven
people; father, mother and five unruly kids
The Queen should thank Cinderella for working so hard
making amends for the trouble she brought when she
stole for her son, the Queen’s brother
Who was saved by Barbarian-Conan father, the Queen
shouting “Off With Their Heads! ” about us all, especially
because her kids did not qualify as
Pastors or missionaries, my Duchess-sister walks next to the
Queen while stabbing at Conan who has been exploited for
his money, the Queen wants all cash in her hands
‘All money is mine, ’ she declares even though she lost every
property entrusted to her; sister angry because Alice in
Wonderland pays no tribute to the Queen of Hearts
Insisting on Cinderella receiving tribute instead…
poem by Margaret Alice
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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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One-Way Fairy Tale
set in forests, castles, and kingdoms
begin with “in a faraway place…” and “once upon a time”
tell about princesses, fairies, princes and monsters
end with kisses and live happily after ever after
it’s funny how fairy tales are expected to be this way
filled with magic and wishes and enchanted days
though always start with humble and sad beginnings
they still close into happy endings
how I wish my tale will be the same
in which i just have to win over evil plans and games
then it’ll be forever with my fairy
a forever which is beyond any possibility
only prince charming can have cinderella
only shrek can possibly be with princess fiona
my story won’t end as happy as theirs
‘cause my fairy won’t be with me after an ever after
after some borrowed time, things will lose their magic
after some stolen seconds, clocks will normally click
unlike those fairy tales that never end after closing a book
mine will surely be forgotten after a talk
only you, my fairy can say it won’t end that bad
only you can stop ending my story that sad
even an author doesn’t have much power
only you can make our fairy tale a little bit longer
09.08.07
poem by Mhawi Rosero
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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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Family Fantasy: The Magician of Reason
You were right, when you met them, the Queen of Hearts
and the Prince in disguise; you saw that the web she had
woven professing deep faith and love for humankind, with
so-called insight; was just an illusion, Alice believed her
of course, believing herself to be as bad as the Prince called
a beast by her mom, who proclaimed herself a beautiful
enchantress set on redemption, she declared both child and
man demon-possessed; she wove the most scary, irrational,
illogical, mind-boggling fantasy about his Princely self as a
beast and his daughter, Alice-in-Wonderland, as a minion of
hell; presenting her mother, Cinderella, as a nasty old hag
and using her as a drudge, Alice used to sink in the sludge
of the Queen of Heart’s self-righteous rejection - until
the Magician of Reason opened her eyes by giving her the
elixir of reality; taught her to observe faithfully – that brought
Alice more joy than the Queen’s wicked fantasies…
poem by Margaret Alice
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Magic Never Runs Out
The words “Magic Flute” delighted me when
I was small, I ran about with shiny objects as
Magic Flutes, little cars as Magic Dinky Toys,
a long stick covered in foil was my Magic Wand,
I always carry a toy endowed with Magic Powers
by me, a beautiful children’s book is my talisman,
a guarantee that magic never runs out; an ethereal
fairy, an array of miniature birds, a dragonfly sitting
on my computer, create all the magic I need…
poem by Margaret Alice
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If This Were a Fairy Tale
you say that you like me
but you say that we cant
be together for now
but lets take a chance?
in the book titled 'your life'
im just another chapter
this isnt a fairy tale
so i cant promise a 'happily ever after'
but if this were a fairy tale
it would be alice in wonderland
so much craziness going on
can you really understand?
she fell into a sleep and
escaped from the world she knew
i wanna BE that outlet
help you find something totally new
probably your hurting
like totally confused
from a past-time with someone
that left you feeling worthless and used
so then youll be like cinderella
screw the evil stepsisters
sneak out at night
come and get your glass slipper
he will be waiting for you
clasping the other slipper in hand
like the start of a new begininng
the other shoe helps you stand
and even at the midnight stroke
when your riches vanish into thin air
he still chases after you
no matter how sloppy you clothes, he doesnt care
so you say you like me
but you say that we cant
be together for now
but when your ready, lets take that chance
I was thinking that when I have children, that I should always dress as a character for them, so they think their mom is Alice in Wonderland or Cinderella.
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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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Ode to Cinderella
In the glaring sun on the melting sand
She marches from near by souk
Pushing a shopping cart to noble palace
Where she slaves for the day and night
As usual pulling air into empty lungs
Agape mouthed open eyed
At a hot summer noon
Nightmares of life 'Cinderella' dreams
She gifts fake legs to loving soul mate
Lost his legs in a minefield
Delays father's death swallowing by a cancer
She dives into the sea in search of elixir
Lights lavender candles on mother's tomb
Before she bore in mind died in a flood
Sends three brothers back school again
She wants to give them what she missed in life
Smiles like a heroine murmurs to herself
Wiping sweat off 'Cinderella' sighs
Whole three years she saved a bit
Flies soon back to her homeland
No wonder everybody in her village
Gather round to listen her adventures
Of the magic land where she lived
She remembers all 'Cinderella' witnesses
With a one pat of the magic wand
A mountain of money creates from oil
All rights of humans vanish in a minute
Generosity, kindness change to sandstorm
For a slight mishap downpour of abuses
Colourful apparels raise from heaven
Mock at her peeping into her wallet
Skyscrapers make necks ache
Glittering wealth makes eyes blurred
Cars as arrows pass blasting honks
Carrying princesses of her same age
All these to her just another mirage
'Cinderella' giggles
From far she sees ' Lady' at the gate
Shining shela and abaya in black
Wiping tears off she speeds up
Ten metres per second
'Cinderella' awakes
souk = Arab bazaar
shela = a kind of scarf Arab ladies cover their heads
abaya = a kind of knee lengthed black robe Arab ladies wear over casual dress
(Note: I wrote this poem as a tribute to underprivileged young maids who work in rich Arab countries sacrificing their youthfulness to support families in their homelands.)
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Nina Pretty Ballerina
Every day in the morning on her way to the office
You can see as she catches a train
Just a face among a million faces
Just another woman with no name
Not the girl youd remember but shes still something special
If you knew her I am sure youd agree
cause I know shes got a little secret
Friday evening she turns out to be...
Nina, pretty ballerina, now she is the queen of the dancing floor
This is the moment shes waited for
Just like cinderella, just like cinderella
Nina, pretty ballerina, who would ever think she could be this way
This is the part that she likes to play
But she knows the fun would go away
If she would play it every day
So shes back every morning to her work at the office
And another week to live in a dream
And another row of early mornings
In an almost never-ending stream
Doesnt talk very often, kind of shy and uncertain
Everybody seems to think shes a bore
But they wouldnt know her little secret
What her friday night would have in store...
Nina, pretty ballerina, now she is the queen of the dancing floor
This is the moment shes waited for
Just like cinderella, just like cinderella
Nina, pretty ballerina, who would ever think she could be this way
This is the part that she likes to play
She would like to play it every day
Nina, pretty ballerina, now she is the queen of the dancing floor
This is the moment shes waited for
Just like cinderella, just like cinderella
Nina, pretty ballerina, who would ever think she could be this way
This is the part that she likes to play
(fade)
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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
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my lOve was like
lOve tO me was like
a fairy tale and he was my prince charming
and i was your cinderella but i guess not all fairy tales
have there happy ending
like sleeping beauty and prince phillip
and now that you messed up my happy ending
i became like evil ursula from the little mermaid
this is how you made me
my lOve..
tO: chris
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Cinderella And The Dog
Cinderella and her dog
sat at home on the old log.
Sisters had gone to the dance
homely ones did have no chance.
Said the dog 'my Cinderella,
may I be this evening's fella,
we could wash and dress with care
and could make a handsome pair.'
She had raised her bushy brow,
asked the clever dog just how
they would get into the castle
while avoiding a big hassle.
'You are nothing but a mutt,
always scratching your big butt,
full of craziness and fleas
barely reach up to my knees.'
Dog had motives quite ulterior,
said 'I'm not at all inferior,
every dog, on the inside
hides a man beneath his hide.
All it needs is one French Kiss,
which in turn produces bliss,
makes me into your own prince
(turns away and quickly grins) ,
Bravely Cinderella acts,
knowing only half the facts.
Kisses him for one whole hour
to release that magic power.
But no miracle breaks free,
dog lifts leg now, just to pee,
doesn't seem the least surprised,
she has still not realised
that the dog has pulled her leg.
So she now begins to beg:
'I will kiss you one more time,
please come out, man in your prime.
Let me tell you that your breath
is far worse than Father Death.'
So, they kiss again and linger
as the Emperor's own singer
happens to be wand'ring by,
carrying a rhubarb pie.
'Sir', pleads pretty Cinderella,
you, the singer Pico Bella,
can you give us some advice? '
Pico says 'You have nice eyes,
but a mutt will stay a mutt,
into man a mutt cannot
metamorph through simple kissing,
since he has genetics missing.'
Well, she turned now to the critter,
hot, enraged and really bitter,
'How could YOU, a lowly dog
who sleeps in a hollow log
trick me into kissing French
with your halitosis stench? '
'Look', he answered, 'truly sorry,
first, I had to have a story,
all my life I've not been kissed,
but I am a journalist.
Hired by the King's own wife,
never gotten into strife.
Learned that one can grab a chance
if the lady likes to dance.'
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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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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.
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Goldilocks Sometime
Smiling a painted smile for awhile
Ragidy ann and I walk along
Under the painted sky
Funny how time is flying
Alice in wonderland
Would you minds
If I just hold your hand for awhile
Maybe youll understand when I say
Hello cinderella
I believe their playing our song
It certainly has been lovely
But Ive got to be getting along
So goldilocks for a while
Would you mind
Smiling your perfect smile
You and I walking the painted road
Going where time wont follow
Yes little red riding hood
Isnt it perfectly understood
When I say
Living a storybook is better than
Waiting for tomorrow
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