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Tale Of Woe - A Cinderella Story

I would fade away if you pass me over
You’re making me walk through a broken glass
I ‘m getting more comprised in your love as the day passes
You’re not a fantasy, myth or an illusion
You’re the predicament of hopelessness in my story
The prologue starts off in a Cinderella story scene
With riots, masquerade, jamboree and parade
This was the dawn of love era in the century

As I marched your path at the time of misfortune
I got lost with no direction, no map and no one to mascot
The Cinderella scene seems to fade out in the darkness of catastrophe
All the pigments of bliss is no longer in the arena
You change it all for your egoism not knowing I was waning
Now I m standing in inertia with my hope failing
You’re forbidding me in every possible way
And abandoning me in the middle of nowhere

The situation so perilous is digging me into anesthesia
I m falling, failing, crying, stumbling but you never seem to care
This is not what was meant to be in the act
It’s an inevitable site where I m forced down
This insanity is just too factual to rely on
You could stab me or slay me into million pieces
The wind of agony is passing me over with constant might
But it’s not bothering me in anyway I m still standing in inertia

After a while I start to comprehend what the reality is
Promises are always made to be broken without justification
Tears don’t always make thing the way it should be
Cinderella story can end up without any prince charming showing up
Love always ends up with hurt, pain, misery and an unhappy ending
Pigments of bliss is just a faint beam in the darkness
And the most hurtful and agonizing fact is that
Goodbye is a word that is used to go away and it really is forever

poem by Sabina Bista
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I'm Staying Me! ! ! ! ! ! !

where are my hopes
where are my dreams
my Cinderella story scene
when do you think
they'll finally see..........

that I'm not not not
like other people, you see in the hall
I'm the new new new girl
I'm the stranger
for that I have to fall?

I'm the new girl
I'm the weird-o
I'm the mystery.......

I'm not not not
like the other people
I'm just just just like you
you were supposed to be my prince charming
in my Cinderella story scene
but you left left left
me all alone
I was too much to handle
so now I'll just just just say.......

I found my hope
and
I found my dreams
I don't need a Cinderella story scene
I don't care if people see............

because I'm
not not not
like other people
you see in the hall
and I'm
just just just
who I want to be
and I don't care
if I fall

so go go go
and run away
from me
because what you don't don't don't
see
is I'm staying me!

this is a song and it sounds weird without the beat
so please tell me how you think it is
and what I can do to improve it

thank you

poem by No Reason To Care
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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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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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You're Holdin' Your Own

Well it's another lonely day on the battlefield,
As my mind tries to tell me that life isn't real,
Heavy heart as the tears flood my soul,
Am I dreaming or is this getting old?

While I deal from the hip with a smile and dance,
In my eyes are the signs of no true romance,
Holdin' on to hope knowing... I should be loved,
Let me laugh again... be that soaring dove.

Reprise...

Cinderella's story... wasn't my lot I see,
I lost what was instilled in the soul of me,
Redefining the magic of who... I was meant to be,
Making my life culminate in stark reality,
In the fray, 'I'm still holdin' my own'

Let the night come to tear me apart with winds,
Got my feet planted firmly this storm... I'll win,
I'm so jealous of all those who dare to love,
It's the thing that fits like a satin glove,

Giving into this longing is suicide,
Even though it makes all feel really alive,
Am I flirting with fate or a loaded gun?
This is a test... should I just have some fun?

Make no mistake, I'm not walking the blind,
I won't be a fool no more... no not this time,
In the game now... I'm ready, Let's go, I'm fit,
I won gold... now it's time to rest a bit.

Reprise...

Cinderella's story... wasn't my lot I see,
I lost what was instilled in the soul of me,
Redefining the magic of who... I was meant to be,
Making my life culminate in stark reality,
He's not a prince, but now I'm never alone...

Lessons well learnt, 'I'm still holdin' my own'

poem by Singleton M. Tate
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I'm not Cinderella

This bell ring spread a beautiful memories
About a girl who tried to catch a little dream
Unfortunely she found herself in a middle of
Life that she couldn’t spend without perseverance

She now close her heart to anybody else
Then a charming prince come to lend a hand
To a poor little girl who couldn’t feel
Love or happiness she’s hard to believe in

I’m not Cinderella or any princess else
She said
I’m not live or wait for white horse mounts
I’m not want to love or be loved
That’s not a thing like I could hand on

Everyday till past I live in the heavy rain
And I don’t need you to give me a sunshine
I’m not cry or hurt at night
Don’t stand on your own mind! ! ! !

I’m not Cinderella or any princess else
Not that time or this time
Waiting for true love?
Don’t say a mess

But yes she used to dream as one
Wear a white dress with a man who stand
Right beside her
Carrying her hand
Then they kissed
Live happy ever after

But
I’m not Cinderella or any princess else
I will love without be loved
And only lost
To a beauty dream like you just appear
And if I give you my heart you will tear it apart

But
I’m not Cinderella or any princess else
No love story will tell in my midnight tale

poem by Vivin Seprini
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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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Death Of Cinderella

Im wise and ambitious,
And angry and free,
And smart and available,
And sexy...
Im soft and appealing,
And wearing pajamas,
And twisted and willing,
And crazy...
And this is the story of the death of cinderella
Shed grow to be a maid if she couldnt find a fella
Who can use her
And its all you could do not to throw her on the floor.
And thought-provoking,
And opinionated
Cultured and funny,
And experienced...
Fearless and tender,
And sweetly innocent,
Uninhibited,
Likes a good debate.
And this is the story of the death of cinderella
Shed grow to be a maid if she couldnt find a fella
Who can use her
And its all you could do not to tie her to the bed.
I could fall in love a million times before I die,
You could draw me a bubble bath,
We could walk into the sunset...
And this is the story of the death of cinderella
Shed grow to be a maid if she couldnt find a fella
Who can use her
And its all you could do not to throw her on the floor
And this is the story of the death of cinderella
Im gonna grow to be a maid and Ill never find a fella
Who can use me
And thats all you can do not to kick me in the ass.

song performed by by Alanis Morissette
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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 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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My Happily Ever After

Prince Charming ended up with the enemy
Me ending up with his brother, felt alright to me
Though the family reunions, we don't mention those
Oh, the happy ending that I chose!
Cinderella said ' my life is gold compared to yours! '
I said 'Shut up Cinderella and go sweep the floors.'
Snow White said 'Your life must suck! '
So, I said ' You live with 7 en and you don't even make a buck! '
Sleeping Beauty said 'Your story needs work on the happy part'
'Why thank you Sleeping Beauty, Bless your heart'
Then I just broke into laughter,
'At least I wasn't asleep for my happily ever after! '

poem by Jade Blaydes
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My Cinderella

Gently into the bright future I sway;
Then I met her so fair on my way and
To her beauty a gaze I never say nay. For
In her I see the face of my Cinderella.

Her fairness no comparism, my confession-
Be of the damsel who in heart is full of passion. That
My desire of her I cannot hold back my emotion'
To call her my Cinderella.

The dance of her beauty leaves no measure.
Capturing my fantasy in great pleasure;
Forever with her be my time leisure
To always have a dance with her, my Cinderella.

Round in the shadowy whirl wind of fantasy;
Goes a great sense of me ecstasy-
With streams of passionate intimacy
To always behold her so pretty- my Cinderella.

Behold! Illusions now come to reality.
Imagination in great confidence calleth opportunity
Featuring the heart in that sense of utility'
Of having the one who shall be my Cinderella.

Shall I not look upon your beauty, that
Like a dance in the Milky Way
With heart full of appreciation of
Your majestic effervescence
Say… You are MY CINDERELLA.

poem by Okoronkwo Jonathan Jackson
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Im not that Cinderella

I'm not that Cinderella, ,
I’m not right all the time,
And I’m not gonna sit in a cold, dusty old attic,
Just Waiting and waiting for that someone to come and find me.
And then one day I realized,
The fariytale life just isnt the life for me.
I'm not that Cinderella.

I know that one day will be the day I'll find someone who loves me,
who needs me,
Who wants me for my heart and soul,
and not just a pretty face,
and he’s isn’t scared to show that he loves me.
A one who will see
that I’m pleased who I am,
I’m not that Cinderella.

I can chase my own Monsters,
Out of my room.
I Can dream my own dreams,
But maybe not accomplish them.
And my knight in shining armour,
Is upto me.
I'm not that Cinderella.

I don't wanna be like anyone else,
I wanna be an individual,
Not like the pretty girls you see in the story books,
JUST ME (:
I'm not that Cinderella.

poem by Mikaiila .S.
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A Cinderella man

I’m home alone at three am
The sound of silence blow out my brain
And look around is just the pain
This is how this story ends
There wasn’t light all now is dark
The broken heart of this poor guy
He found one day, his own soul mate
And he just thought…..well he just thought
He fell in love ……well he just fell
And never notice all was a game
This little boy was only playing
With his heart, soul and brain
And later then he realize
This entire joke around his heart
And in this moment the crystal’s shoes
In thousand pieces over the floor
He run away, didn’t turn back
His precious clothes is all wet now
And this joke just destroy
All around this naive boy
The happiness haven’t a point
Over this tale the faith is gone
And this is how this story ends
With my story: The disgrace of Cinderella Man.

poem by Michael Vinicio Camacho Menéndez
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You Say

The letters started goodbye
You say
It is better to be this way
Tell me it is just only a dream
When I wake up,
You will be here next to me

You say

There is someone new in your life
My heart burn like a soften candle
You could have at least lied

Where did it go? How does it end?
Sitting by the fire we made
Crumbling the letters that you gave

I will not be ashamed to admit
That I really hurt inside
They say time will dry the tears

You say
These tears could heal my broken heart
I know I must leave you now
But goodbye is hard for me to let go

Just one thing I would asked
If you have to changed your heart

You say

The world return and the seasons change
My heart says we got something to win
But you say,
Our love will not last for a lifetime

You say

I should stop on what I believe
I can’t believe what I have just heared
If only time stood still
I would paint our memories of love
All the lessons that we have learned
In these pieces of my broken heart

You say

Memories are faded away
Like a broken, glass that never completely again

You say

Id rather hear the truth
Than hurt me with a lie

I collect the puzzle of our love
That it is the only thing I can do
But my heart cannot breathe
When I hear, you say
Its better this way

Hope you will understand
How much you meant to me
I try to put the melodies back in your heart
But you say,
The music will never keep playing

You say

The story of our love has ended
In this world always come to an end
Like a movie theater plays on stage
Like a song with no rhythm
An empty page, no words to be written

You say

Just look at rain pour from the sky
And there is a rainbow on that end
Then tomorrow I will know how to let you go

You say

poem by Cheryl Aldea
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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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Perfectly Broken

A Cinderella story is what I've been dreaming of,

like an angel a prince will come and save me from my burdened world,

we all know the stories by heart and a fairytale always has a happy ending,

so why does reality have to be different you ask? ,

because a perfect world will never be exciting,

there will never be any sudden movements or surprises.

when you get your first kiss it wont feel as special,

just going through the motions.

I don't live in a perfect world but I am perfectly broken in pieces,

and one day a man will come into my life stronger than me,

and with enough will to mend us both. I cant wait till that day!

poem by Katheryn Foley
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Disney Princess

Its a horror story in disguise
Its inside his eyes
My fairy tale
My fantasy
Price charming didnt slay the dragon
He slayed me
I'm not sure if I pricked my finger or ate the apple
But either way its been a disaster
I wish I could say that kisses solve everything
But in my fairy tale they havent solved anything
Cinderella could change her looks but not who she was
In storys thou its all about love
Rags and smudges to glitter and shimmer
These storys are pointless
I'm still an orphan..a love letter never delivered

poem by Rachel Weaver
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Miss Cinderella's forgotten shoe

Miss Cinderella
O Miss Cinderella!

I reckoned my dreams would materialize true
When I stared into those beautiful eyes of you
Miss Cinderella
O Miss Cinderella
Thou forgot to cast behind thy only begotten shoe

I stand here in line in thy awaited queue
You enlighten from the limousine
I’m waiting for that heavenly sign
Miss Cinderella
O Miss Cinderella
What has become of you?
Thou forgot to cast behind thy only begotten shoe

So many miles I flew
Yet you have no clue
Of how much we can chew
Without your shoe, there is no preview
Of the fairy tale we could pursue
Miss Cinderella
O Miss Cinderella
Can’t you see this love tattoo?
Thou forgot to cast behind thy only begotten shoe

And now you have left the venue
Thoughts of your forgotten shoe
I will cherish and value
So close, so near, almost there
Miss Cinderella
O Miss Cinderella
If only you could undo
And cast behind thy forgotten shoe
But thou forgot to cast behind thy only begotten shoe

So the prince is gone
Life goes on
But my love for you is not withdrawn!

Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi

poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Fighting the Ink

I raced across the page
Daring my pen to a race I cannot win
Not wanting for that full stop to end our story
I thought I could live forever in forever land
Live with you so happily
Forever young
But this page cannot hold our story
Everything must end
Come falling down like it must
For, all fairytales, like ours, must end
Cinderella galloped away into the sun
But I will walk into the sun alone,
with you walking away
into the shadows
But I know,
Even though ours has ended,
I still have many stories to write
To live
And many a setting suns to walk into
So with ink blood all over my hands
I bid you fare well
As I end this story with a
FULLSTOP

poem by Racina Rodriguez
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