Fairy tale
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I know certain people only have a certain time with each other,But even some are meant to last forever.I do not know when exactly our story will terminate,But I want you to know how much you made me great.
Once upon a time, in a kingdom far away,
There was a beautiful tiger princess.
And every prince from near and far
Tried their best to win her heart.
The tiger princess was kind and good,
Today’s society is a modern fairy tale. We become Cinderella’s step-sisters, trying to force our feet into the mold that’s been given to us no matter how cramped it is.
When I was small
I would believe
That Fairies surrounded me
And protected me
From the bad
But when I grew
My fairies turned to dew
And formed my tears
And leaked to the ground
The clock can’t strike thirteen.
Midnight’s chimes are the last call.
Cinderella hears the tolling and runs
Fleeing
Leaving
The prince on the dance floor
With only a memory
Hair as black as night
so it blends in woth the smoke of her home villiage
Skin as white as snow
reflecting the moonlight like a mirror
Lips as red as blood
er-
red with blood
Once upon a time?Was there ever such a time?Where princesses were capturedAnd objects came to life?
Once upon a time, You met a Friend
Who wedged himself into your life
The longer you know him, the easier it is to pretend
That you met normally, and not with a knife.
It was a cold and snowy morning
Hello I’m Drizella
I’m going to marry a fella
Royal and tall
He’ll catch me when I fall
during the waltz and the tango
Wrapped in a bow
Pressure on her body dark and blue
Fins flap, scaly tail
All she wanted to do was breathe air
From the surface
Where the sun shone bright.
Once upon a time, in a faraway land
a prince asked a fair maiden for her hand
the girl was confused, because you should know
they had only known each other for an hour or so.
She had one job.
One simple job.
She must've went back for the basket.
... And her Fitbit.
Kids these days.
Steps don't count themselves,
You know.
If you don't get 10,000
The Chinese flag, deserted on the ground,
Bodies littered, blood seeping into the earth,
And with no innocent life to be found,
Lay the cities, without a single warm hearth,
On a quite curious day, certain events were set into motion.
Seven young men sailed out on the ocean.
And to their dismay
A beautiful, cursed maiden joined on the way.
Every man entranced by her beauty
Once, long ago, (think back, if you will)
Stood a beautiful palace on top of a hill;
And under that palace, a kingdom that’s not
Once upon a time used to begin old fairy tales,
In a land far far away set the scene,
But today the advancement in technology never fails,
To begin a love story from a meme.
There was once a princess in a far away land
Who was offering up her marriage hand
However all the princes that had come a calling
Found her behavior gross and appalling
Once upon a time,
A lovely miller’s daughter
Was a victim of the boasts of her father.
While he was feeling bold,
He told the king she could spin straw into gold!
The brother and sister ride silently in the car
They are used to this
Being taken somewhere and then left behind
The boy throws his gummy snacks out the window
Finally I come home from work
With my 6 obnoxious companions
But what is this I see?
My bed is made
My home is clean
Oh goodness, we've been robbed
What a wonderful way to be greeted
In the Sherwood forest where the birds sweetly sing,
Flowers are blooming in the morning of spring,
Pulled sword from the stone,
I was given the throne,
I am Arthur, the once and future king.
About 3 months ago, there was a depressed girl in college. She was depressed because her mother was dead and her father was a drug kingpin with a different chick.
Tick, tick, tick,
It's time to go to school to learn how to be quick.
Tick, tick, tick,
A grown-up Peter can't afford to not be a cynic.
No more daydreaming and pondering,
Many stories start
with once upon a time
but who is to say they only happen once?
Throughout a thousand different lives,
a cunning young man,
A boy of eight was I on that fateful day,
When sweet sounds of music drew children near.
Joy filled our souls as the piper did play.
Across the wild lands we passed with no fear.
Toiling the days away behind a desk
Cashiering away for the tourists.
A typical tedious tuesday until...
A man, short and troll-esque,
once upon a time
our lives were intertwined the right way
the love we had so sticky sweet
rich like batido de mamay*
flower garlands
lockets
locked hands
Skulking in the mid of night
A viridescent spirit leads in flight-
His servant following suit
Cloaked in a flaxen complimentary soot
Once upon a time there lived an evil Queen. Patience wasn’t one of her strong suits. Quizzing her subjects on random topics and riddles was one of her favorite forms of torture.
Once upon a time,I touched a spindle.It was the worst decision of my life.My godmothers put me to bed.They begin to argue,Like always.I lay there hearing every word.I try to open my eyes.
We all know the tale of the pied piper’s play
He tooted his flute to take rats away
The village was glad
But soon to be sad
When he took all their children when they didn’t pay
Once upon a time
There was a little kitten
Who was very different
From the others in her litter
She was born in a barn
Little Red and the Wolf
Once upon a time
somewhere far, far in the woods
there lived a little Girl in Red
who was raised to be "good".
How good?
Very good.
Once upon a time I tried to kill my daughter, I know,
I’ve read every story I’ve seen how it goes
“The evil queen with an envy filled heart
Would try to kill Snow White without even a start.”
And they lived happily ever after.
Fairy tales live on in our memories
As a happy story, life, and ending
They've been watching us for years on end,
Watching us grow, change, and leave
Soft lips,
Soft hair.
Gentle eyes,
Gentle stare.
The tug of his smiles, which I saw only few;
The drips down my face now common as morning dew.
I long for one's fingertips to brush my own,
She was a girl of only seventeen
And knew her way around a sewing machine.
Marriage wasn't on her radar
But one day he found her.
Now she has to file joint taxes.
Once upon a time, there was a little Italian man named Pine who was precisely one of Santa's elf in his workshop.
There once was a mother--That is, soon to be.Her cravings consumed her,But some weren't cheap.
Once upon a time there lived a kind, charming merman named Ariello
whose mother was Queen Tritina, ruler of the sea
Ariello was fascinated with humans and longed to live on land
And they lived happily ever after
Or at least that’s what they wanted us to believe
You grow up and realize that doesn’t exist
Cinderella was a fraud
Made us believe we’d find that one prince
Once upon a time I was the outcast village girl,I danced through my days with a twirl,I walked through the market with my nose in a book,Maybe I'd have noticed the real world if only I'd taken a look.
The queen had decided for the day,
That she and Snow White would go out to play.
Out to the forest where they could explore,
For young Snow White had never ventured there before.
Petite fish in the sea,
little mermaid so lonely,
wallows in watery ennui.
Enough's enough and life is tough.
little mermaid suck it up.
devil says, here's my choice.
Corrupt daughters of remarried stepmother
In servitude place our poor Cinderella
No ball, they intend, until pigeons come hither
Dress Cindy up to catch the eye of a fella
"Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair!"
"No, I don't want to! Why are you there?"
"To save you, my princess, from horrible demise."
"Please don't look at me with those eyes!"
"Why not, m'lady? I truly do care."
Oh how I dream to be inanimate
To have chains that bind my soul
To disappear and become an object that amuses
The masses and crowds that adore me
How could one do this you may ask?
There once was an Emperor with a very short temper who focused his attention on clothes. As his closet did grow, it seemed as though he cared not of the council he imposed.
My heart was thunder in my chest
Upon my shoulders
A mountain pressed
My shredded dress
Blew in the wind
She took my hand,
The sorceress.
Time froze like ice
Her cool blue eyes
Pretty little girl
With a basket full of fruit.
Her mouth may smile,
But her eyes reveal the truth.
Says she's off to see her aunt,
But that's not her real plan-
She has a secret hidden
eyes yearning for the horizon line
flippers longing to touch the sand
both dying to be where the other one is
family pulling her from the shore
family pulling her deeper below
they don't understand
Once Upon a Time…
The only son of a King and his Queen was cursed,
His fate sealed by the cruel hand of a dark fairy.
The power of poetry is so brilliant and true
The power of poetry is surely you
The power of poetry is in true love's first kiss
The power of poetry is when a Prince rescues his Queen
The classic fairy tale of Princess Aurora is known by all
How she pricked her finger and had a tragic fall
Into a slumber so deep and so long
That only true love's kiss could correct the wrong
Golden hair miles wide
Inside the tower she would hide
A maiden oh so fair
Such beautiful flowing hair
Far and wide
Princes ride
On a quest
To steal the heart of the tower's princess
“Rapunzel, Rapunzel let down your hair!”
Rapunzel cringed inward and sighed with despair.
Her hair ladder was good for one thing indeed,
For seeing her prince, she did desperately need.
Aurora's story was twisted in her mind
she hid every truth, kept the audience blind
because her realest issue was not witches or balls
but a serious addiction to strong alcohol
As a child her mind wandered
She is the fairest of them all
Her ruby red lips spew seduction
And men fall
Snowy skin frosted with innocent sin
It screams to be marred
Whether you were told I was stolen or given
my story was shared.
The ending never right,
but nobody cared.
Here's what happened, so pay attention.
To this day I'm still unsure
Once upon a time, there was a bird who spoke of love
My nightingale believed in love, this magic she spoke of
Knowledge and philosophy is my true power
Once upon a time,
or once upon a rhyme,
there was a girl in a shining tower.
Locked up all alone,
a truly terrible home,
controlled by a witch's power.
When out of the blue there came a prince,
Why do we have hearts?
What are they needed for?
Why do we have hearts?
For people to tear them apart;
a piece for the family,
a piece for the friends.
The last one to my love,
Why do we have hearts?
What are they needed for?
Why do we have hearts?
For people to tear them apart;
a piece for the family,
a piece for the friends.
The last one to my love,
Rapunzel rolled her eyes and brushed her hair
Annoyed by the chants that she was 'his type', wonderful, and fair.
She wasn't a fool for alluring words made to flatter,
Rapunzel:
Prince, Prince, let down your beard to me
I've never been kissed by someone so hairy
My mom is on me to find a man to love
I was trespassing and saw your stubble above
happily ever after, sweet trinity of utterance
evidence of dreaming, of love, of laughter
an ending satisfactory, yet my tale tells a difference
oh, the wild winds wail
the moon howls and the air stills
what does a father do
when his youngest asks for a flower?
the father comes across
on his return trip home
One night as a princess was going to bed,
her mother, the queen, came to her and said,
"I told you to balance your diet. Now PLEASE,
stop your complaining and swallow these peas."
Clocks are ticking
Church bells ringing
Another book has ended,
A new one just begun.
A fairy tale is just a story
That's told from just one side
A happy ending for the heroes,
Once upon a dream..
If you are like most children, you thought of the magical storyline beginning.
A poet somewhere might see it as the start of a somber memory..
Once upon a time there was a Red Hen and her three friends
whose lazy behavior lead to their gruesome end.
"Who well help me make corn bread" said the hen
"Not I" The Cat, Dog and Goose
she was wearing her favorite dress that day,
the one with all the colors. it shimmered and danced
in the light as she twirled with glee.
fresh flowers framed her lovely face,
How can I say a story that's untold?
You have heard the twisted lines from the queen
Beware of events that will soon unfold
Because now my patience begins to ween
She is my daughter but claimed by the king
I heard the sweetest melody
From way high up in the clouds.
A girl with golden hair appeared
Her braids were thick and heavy as rope;
Ill be your snow white in eternal sleep
You think you can save me because you love me deep
But my soul is as black as rumplestilkens heart
I'm no one you can love
true love is only a part of a fairy tale start
Hard working father, scraping by,
stares at the photo he keeps in his box
Soon as it hits 5, he’s off the clock
Her lover enters through a little hole
pierced in the crutch of her arm
and when her lover enters
her tongue fashions
coarse whispers.
Her lover calls to her and she pierces holes
Her lover enters through a little hole
pierced in the crutch of her arm
and when her lover enters
her tongue fashions
coarse whispers.
Her lover calls to her and she pierces holes
(It was very popular throughout history to use stepmothers as an antagonist and never as a helpful character for many stories, which I feel gives stepmothers’ a bad rap.
they had always assumed the truth had been
that the dragon loomed by the princess to doom the young men who attempted
to save her;
to keep her entombed; the dragon behooved to trap her within the walls.
a day
a month
a year
thats how long they've known each other
it started in deep winter
it was still an adventure
they never spoke about the future
they never spoke about the kids
The ship rocks gently
in the night.
The sky is painfully clear-
stardust and moonlight throwing out
Why must there always be a damsel in distress?
Waiting in her elegant dress, the Princess waits for Prince Charming to arrive,
So that he can rescue her from her tragic backstory and together forever thrive.
Once upon a time
Lived a little mermaid, called Ariel, who commited a crime
After becoming infatuated with a land-bound man
She seeked out an exiled sorceress, and of her evil magic, she became a fan
He had nothing but a fistful of hope
Hope sewn in the dirt, watered by his mother’s tears
Hope. It would give them everything or nothing.
In Baconville, USA resided three karate masters.
Extraordinary pigs named Billy, Blanco, and Baxter.
One more tournament, one more fight.
One last round and they'll be done for life.
*Greatness, a nine letter word that hold such overwhelming value.
*Nine o'clock, fear enters the heart of a tender soul.
*An individual of Humpty beginnings who would rather not be so bold.
Like blood matting fur, the hunger
stems down the spine, sweetest torment.
And echoes in fear, a flash, blind
Contrast – the forest awash with red,
swirling, the scent in the breeze, buzz
He goes by many
as he travels the country training
peasant girls the art
of spinning various fibers
into the finest silk. “It’s magic!” people say, though
many are convinced it’s a trick. But none
Once Upon A Time, when kids could roam freely in the woods, When adults did not have to lock their doors,When the people of the village felt safe. It was a time before chaos fell, Before a tyrant led by greed and desire decimated all happiness,
Gold--
Everything else has ceased to matter,
To exist
In his eyes.
The damned metal has taken control
Of everything in sight:
Of our once beautiful home,
Of my body,
Of his mind.
20 mattresses,20 down beds,1 pea,And a princess (me).
A pea is nothing.But when you are sinking into feathersand are pressed to the ceiling-That is when your sleep is uncomfortable feeling.
"Once upon a time" goes the story
But I can't help but find it boring
Because it's filled with heteronormies
And no representation for me.
I want to read one where the princess
I had paused in the corridor, faltering
in my crystal shoes, my gut flipping with
a cold sense of unbelonging.
The floor was lucent gold and smoother
Once upon a time, in a far off land,
A young Prince lived in a beautiful castle.
Although he had everything he ever wanted,
The Prince was selfish, and had no love in his heart.
And as punishment for this,
Oh me oh my, how do I begin
Well, when once I was of a ruling kind, following in the footsteps of my kin
But brother dear never saw things my way, all of my ideas were of sin
Once Upon A Time...
There was a princess named Rapunzel
Born of a Black father and a White mother, Rapunzel was praised for her curly hair
Natural curls
Deep in her sleep, mice sung and danced.
Birds perched on her window sill and told her about the world.
In her dreams, Cinderella was a princess with magic on her side.
She never cleaned,
she never worked,
Pricked her finger on the eye of a needle,
Blood so raw, so sweet,
She fell into the deepest of sleep
Now encased in glass on a bed of roses
Once upon a time...
There was a young lad named Cinderfella
Who lived with his stepfather, and his hideous step brothers
And they abused this poor lad hella
It had gotten worse since the death of his mother.
In ashes, the pot is as black as the kettle.
A princess in rags wouldn’t stoop to my level.
What would you do in my shoes? What do I?
Life gives me a pumpkin, I make pumpkin pie.
The miller man went to the King and said,
"Hey I heard you were strugglin'
with those scholarship essays you've been jugglin'
my daughter can spin you a story that's better than gold
She always looked to the surface to see boats pass by.
She claimed her love for humans is mere curiosity,
Her father knew that this was an obsession.
He warned her to never go to the surface,
We grow up reading all the tales, we know all the lines
Through movies and books, we've learned the rhymes
Cinderella goes to the ball and gets the prince
And lives perfectly ever since
Here the boy sat writing for his future.
He'd hoped it would all work out
yet the standards have been set by the the past.
For the boy was not the magnificent Walt or Dickens himself.
Yet he still pushed himself,
Humpty Dumpty sat in a position of high power.
Humpty Dumpty was involved in a scandel.
All the King's power and all the King's wealth,
Couldn't stop the people from stoning him to death.
Growing up? Who wants that?
Peter never had anyone to show him the way,
Thinks being a kid is where it’s at.
Now one thing is certain, things are different than just the other day.
We know how this story goes, my friends-
The Witch, the tower, the Prince in the end-
Sometimes, a Dragon (just for a twist)
Perched tippity top, which is shrouded in mist-
The Wolf slipped into the woods
moving like an eastward trade wind.
Swift, invisible, predatory,
these were the traits he and his ancestors relied on
for time immemorial,
Once 'pon a Time long ago,A witch showed a terrible show.She cursed a young manWho had stolen her hamAnd rampion for his wife (and daughter in tow).
The Wolf
Why am I always seen as the enemy?
So what I ate granny?
She was behind on her business.
She hasn’t paid The Boss for her house
Once upon a time
Beyond tales and rhyme
There lived a princess in a tower.
Her hair was beholden
To be long and golden
Shining through the bower.
What is this feeling in my chest?
I'm sure I've felt before
That feeling I shouldn't feel at all
Because of the villains
Who made me fall
In love.
A symphony of lights,
a dance of green and blue
coupled with the song of the waves,
The scent of moss imbued
The rock of the water in its ebb and flow
He looked into her eyes
Once Upon A Time, there was a poor father,
Doing what he can to provide for his daughter.
Goes up to the King and says, "Hey look at this!
Here is something for ya that you don't wanna miss!"
One upon a time there was a girl with hair of gold
She was locked away in a dark tower, or so I'm told.
But the truth is, Rapunzel did not want to go outside
The last time that Gothel asked her to go out, she cried.
Once upon a time, in a town far away,
You know how the story goes;
There lived a young girl with ebony black hair,
Snow white skin, and lips red as the rose;
This is a story of little red
Who always wore a hood
And how she was in the fed
Because she wasn’t always good
Her name was quite notorious
This is a story of little red
Who always wore a hood
And how she was in the fed
Because she wasn’t always good
Her name was quite notorious
There was a girl named Cinderella
who met a handsome young fella
the prince proposed
then she forgoed
and suddenly gave him an umbrella
She could have asked for anything: Diamonds,Dresses,Dainty Delicacies. But she knew None of those things mattered.She had all she needed:A father's love,A mother's memory,Her beloved books. But there was one thing she wanted,Something so fleeting,
Snow White made some changes
and inspired those seven dwarves
She applied the lessons learned
and changed her life for the better
Dopey took notice, he made his move
and became a motivational speaker
Once upon a time, there was a kiss that changed the world
A lovestruck prince kissed the sleeping princess and broke the seven year curse cast upon the land
They say a monster lives there, a ferocious beast,
Of course no one has seen him, not in the least.
But I want to know the truth, I want to see,
So into the darkness, into the castle, I must flee.
I saw that the waves
Were always moving,
And always changing,
And never made
The same shape twice.
And it was beautiful,
But it was lonely,
And I thought of you.
Cinderella got the shoe
Cindrella got the dream
Cinderella was seen
Cinderella had a clue
But what the author doesn't portray
What the author doesn't say
The author doesn't use the words--
Once Upon a Time
Once Upon
Once
Not once, but many times,
there is a girl.
A girl
Half fish,
Half human,
Could it get any wrose?
Half faith,
Half disbelief,
Could I really survive?
Risking my life for love,
Bringing my life to doom,
It was the year of growing up
It was the year I was thrusted from the sparkly, childlike fairytale I had been encompassed in
into the confusing, grey reality
princess waiting in her tower
prince searching by the hour
tick tock
washing and singing
the bell begins ringing
ding dong
take a bite of the apple
wedding bells in the chapel
Hold on, time is short I gotta flow,
Anxious, I extort as I watch it grow,
Watch out, it creeps like Pinnochio,
Held by strings I’m screamin', “Let me go!”,
Oh my lovely litle child.
Where hast thou been taken love?
To a land more fair and wild,
Hidden in a glen or grove
Will I see thee ne’er again
I don't believe in fairy tales.
Happy endings are
More often than not
A figment of the mind,
A dream during rest,
A star in the sky,
And a weight on the heart.
Lookest in mine eyes and tell me it isn't she, but the one that stands before you, your
most beloved, me.
I had a man who sang me songs,each strum on his guitar echoedin my mind each night before Islept in coral reefs, how hebelieved my hair was a silvermoon melting within water.
“She must kill him in order to live, but she refuses. She can not find it in her heart to harm him.
When I was at the age
of younger than I am now
I would take hold
of my bedroom door knob
then hope, wish, and pray
That when I swung it open
I would be in another world
I did dream
The pen is mightier than the sword,
They say;
But put it up against a gun
And it wouldn’t last a day.
I dream of magic and dragons and fairy tales,
where there are women in vintage long dresses and men in chainmails.
The fairies are dancing in the moonlight,
and pixies are hiding just out of your sight.
It hadn’t troubled her at first
She knew early enough that fairy tales
Were for those who could afford to dream them
After all she’d been stepping in
The shattered remains of her glass slippers
It’s the feeling of the ocean,
when you’re not really there.
It’s an idea, a thought, a notion...
Some clandestine affair.
It is best to be a beautiful fool
When others are being cruel
You should pretend not to see
You should never believe
The truth behind the lies
The truth behind the cries
And stay in a fairy tale
Heading home for lunch is
the only highlight I have and
it’s too long for my liking.
They call me Grumpy;
my six brothers know better than to bug me.
I ignore them and worry about my own business.
