rewriting life

the bliss of love we desire so never-ending
if you are the beauty, then I must be the beast
princes and frogs
crystal slippers and pumpkins
ivy clinging to ivory towers
giants and leprechauns
how to turn life into fairy tale passion?
         a zest of kindness
         a pinch of love
         two armfuls of laughter
         a barrel filled with smiles
         three bottles of bubbly good humor
         a clover leaf for luck
         and the brew is completed
         though the dosage may always vary according to local custom
so that's easy enough,
yet more often than not
the wicked witch places a crooked arrow in Cupid's bow
and good gets tainted with bad
love fades into disguised hate
everything golden just rusts
and life's magic loses its importance
cups remain half empty instead of half full
fantasy turns towards fatality
seeping invariably into shadowy corners of destiny
and what should have remained true veers to false
and the smile is lost
everything else wilts
and sooner than I realize
you have become the beast, and I the beauty
fairy tales never should be rewritten


rewriting life
2 december, 2004