the fairy tale in us

IMG_5145

if you are the moon
then there’s much of me you’ve never known
am wild or at least I’d like to think so
and often found a little off the stage
there no frame that can hold my gaze
am the dot that’s often erased

If you are the sun
then am afraid i come out only at dusk
often when the winds blow harsh
I can be seen singing from the trees
laughing at the breeze

If you ask around they wouldn’t know
where to send you any more
I live mostly in my mind
and sometimes in the wasteland you call home

Advertisements

34 thoughts on “the fairy tale in us

  1. Lovely Kismet ๐Ÿ™‚ One again, I have to read and re-read your poem, to try to gather all the meanings ๐Ÿ™‚
    I also live mostly in my mind ๐Ÿ™‚
    I am very happy to see Two teacups on the tray. I hope you were sharing a cuppa with someone ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. BookOfBokeh says:

    “I live mostly in my mind
    and sometimes in the wasteland you call home”

    That is a very, very powerful ending! Dark and tragic…

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s