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A Real Fairy Tale

A Real Fairy Tale

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Love wasn't real for me

It was what I thought to be a fairy tale

Roses seemed lovely in the garden

But never have I gotten a rose

From someone who for me

Will go down on his knees


Looking at the couples

All around me

I was happy to see love all around

But for me, it was yet a dream


Never have I thought

My guy would be handsome enough

To make others jealous

I just want him beside me

We reading novels

A cup of hot coffee in hands

And sometimes he reading me out

Rumi's poems of love.


And finally my dream took

The shape of reality

And there he was always

Listening to my poems much shitty.

On my birthday he gifted me

A lot of novels with a bunch of roses


There started our journey

From rose to promises

The promise to bear me no matter what

The promise to trust me always

The promise to hold my hands forever

The promise to make our love

As beautiful as roses.


He did as he said

There was no fakeness

In this world full of betrayals

He became my real world of fairy-tale.



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