A Little Fairytale
A little fairytale begun again,
Music played in air removing pain,
Flowing chain of fantasies, are endless now,
Praying for immortality, not caring how,
But we’re daring now, to question the norms,
Before the winds turn to storms,
Love burns in many forms, but we don’t care,
We are young and careless and life isn’t fair,
Destiny isn’t here, break the shackles and fly,
You’re a free spirit, your kindgom is on sky above so high.
Posted on December 1, 2014, in Life and Experiences, Poetry and tagged blog, destiny, fairy tale, fairytale, fantasy, fate, immortality, life, love, Love story, poem, shackles, society, storms. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.