Her never ever after

This is her fairytale
none like any other
tales have been told
about a maiden with a heart of gold
who loved more than hearts could hold

impossible to love- she was.
yet you will be lost in lust
'stay clear!!' she alerts
Danger near!

she felt cured
from her curse
just for a moment
he got lured
all in slow motion
she made him the hypothesis of her prayer.
And maybe made in her heart for him a layer

only for him to realise
death awaits on the other side
confusion led to sadness
sadness to being lost
the doom of her heart

as she fades
so did her soul

darkness awaken
when he accepted the roses
he ignored the thorns
"it isn't easy to weed out the roots planted in me", she said

the lady with a heart of gold
tales have been told
about the maiden who died with a heart, stone cold.

This is her fairytale
another suitor
her death.

Till she meets her suitor  who will melt her ice chamber

The Mind Blowers

Breakers of established patterns
In look of things,
In a diverse means.
Diversity, interesting and amusing.
Words to describe their works.
The thinkers, developers and action takers.
They are all the brains behind it all.
Their ideas ever constant in their innovation,
Sprouting like a seed,
Crushing the layers of dullness.
Guard the plant,
Until the day when the fruits you need to be harvested.
A masterpiece is born.
Torsion Power.
Feelings of lack of appreciation might erupt.
Your footprints and handworks will be in all.
You impact our world each day
More than you can comprehend.
Once your vision is gone
No part of the world will be able to find you.
Great works u have done and greater works u will do.
And your works of beauty is a result of creativity

Last First Love

LAST FIRST LOVE

Heart ache
Mind threatening
Thoughts provoking.
Grudges forgotten
Curses are broken,
Heart revived.
Where love kisses blandly
Where not one has before.

Shattered and confused
Reality destroyed.
I lay from this heart fading
At it's death's door
Tarrying on a day,
I will be privileged to see your face.
Tarrying on your promise.

To die of a broken heart is like
To die of disappointment
As adumbration of my past lengthens my sorrow
A flower blossom to lighten my essence.

Swiftly came my love
As I wait eternally abreast sorrowful tears

A kiss is needed for a Prince to save his lonely princess.
As curses are broken and hearts revived with Love's first meet.