Cinderella was a character in a tale
or so I always assumed,
never thought she’d come my way
or find my life in a charmed story.
Met the one I thought was perfect
even had her own glass slippers,
didn’t tell me she got them
from another Prince Charming,
nor did she mention
how many times she had worn them
before meeting me.
Dabbled in the fantasy
right up to the point
it all died from too many lies,
my heart impaled on a spike of splintered dreams.
I prayed I would bled to death
so it would stop my pain,
all the grief of being told you are royalty
when you were really just a serf
who she decided would do as her settle for king.
Left that insanity, scarred and bruised,
fell on my face
where I had a different pair of hands picked my up,
one whose shoes weren’t made of glass,
but knew true love from some myth,
showed me that despite the wounds I didn’t deserve
there was still reality for passion
even for a commoner like me,
found in the arms of someone
that truly is a goddess
and not a servant gal
living in the delusion she is a queen.
We share a special happiness
wearing joy instead of illusion together,
making our lives magical even with imperfections.
Author notes
Prompt:
Shattered Heart? – Time to Pick up the Pieces
A contest entry
- ~ Shattered Heart? -- Time to Pick up the Pieces!! ~ by Still Standing.
2000 points, ended June 22, 34 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Bubs,
What a wonderful take on the prompt! This is amazing! I love it! I love how you twisted the ending and made it work so well! Great job!
Best of luck in this contest!
and love
Nyetta
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a great take on the promt I love your imagery and depth throughout and the twist at the end is fantastic good luck in the contestmaralisa
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Clever idea my friend...a story where Cinderella doesn't have a happy ending...and the depicition of where else have those glass slippers been, wonderful write to the prompt title. Blessings.
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Outstanding
This is a very outstanding poem, meaning that it rises above so many others!!! I love how you began with a story we all know and many of us love that has a fairytale ending but put a twist on it especially with this line:
showed me that despite the wounds I didn’t deserve
there was still reality for passion
even for a commoner like me,
found in the arms of someone
that truly is a goddess
and not a servant gal
living in the delusion she is a queen.
OUCH! I felt that! I bet it feels good to have someone like that come along! The end was great as well! Thanks for entering and good luck
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