Poem : Fairy Tale

Once upon a time in a land far far away,
lived a little girl and a horse chewing hay.
The girl kept waiting for miracles to happen,
and randomly, they met a fairy on the way.

It was the start of a journey very long,
and all of it was rhythmic like a song,
but I don't know how it deviated from path,
and they ended up in a war of right vs wrong.

This must feel like a very familiar story,
for it's a fairy tale blueprint, from the inventory,
and most of us grew up reading these,
and our childhood is their times of glory.

But is this the life we expect in our core,
or is this a world unreal enough to ignore?
Is this a story worthy enough to remember,
or is this to be left at the childhood's shore?

And if it was to be left when we reached our prime,
how could snow white survive the test of time?

And how could the glowing tooth fairy make sure,

that every broken tooth is replaced by a dime?

How could the Frankenstein still scare us to heap,
and how could the unicorns be popular than sheep?
How could that old cupboard still lead to narnia,
and how could the the sleeping beauty still be asleep?

Maybe these stories are more powerful than we think,
and maybe its their morality inside which we sink.
Maybe they are exaggerated reflections of old life,
and that is how they shape new lives while we blink.

So when I will meet that girl in the far away land,
I will tell her another story, another beautiful strand.
Because I think that the power to make things better,
lies in the stories that surpass the time's sand.
                          
                             -Sushant Kumar Das