Where fairy tales are made

 

Behind broken windows and tattered curtains,
under lots of pain and life uncertain,
with hungry stomach and empty utensils,
burnt books and stolen pencils,
.
Beneath leaking roofs on dripping beds,
through horrible history towards dark future ahead,
with broken dreams in black beaten eyes,
where dawn comes with death following stormy nights,
.
Under rotten skin, inside broken hearts,
where ugly patches are interpreted as an art,
among hooting ghosts and devils overstayed,
dancing naked feet on naked blades,
.
That is where the fairy tales are made
That is where the fairy tales are made.
Photo Credit: beti123.deviantart.com
Photo Credit: beti123.deviantart.com
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  1. lovely thoughts ,so poignant..

  2. Just .. wow! I am not sure there are enough words to express how delicious, beautiful, and stunning this poem is. So, so wonderful.

  3. wow….beautiful words…beautiful imagination ! Brilliant.

  4. Reblogged this on South Sudan Icon and commented:
    Beautiful piece of writing to take you back to yo tender days……

  5. Story of our poetic lives:)

  6. I have always believed in what you said…
    But then sometimes…
    You said it so beautifully..gives us all hope šŸ™‚

  7. Wow. Thanks for sharing your talent.

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