Evasion from reality
I wondered how it would be like,
when the evil queen set beside,
the mirror in front of her
from which enchanted voices could be heard.
Was beauty the only reason,
for the suffering of all the citizen's
What ruined the kingdom
was an answer by the gilded shimmer.
My thoughts are now been saved,
when the evil queen had died in fade.
But what about the reflecting surface,
was it kept inside a showcase.
I wondered what night it would have been .
When the crown was head,
when the evil got ripped,
when the light got stoned.
Might the past now lives in my mind.
But still the reason is kept behind.
The day when shimmer took birth,
the day when beauty was loved.
Yes, I live in fantasy,
cause there is no place to be,
happy and satisfied for one.
People say we have one life
but do they know, whether it's a truth or a lie.