When the clock strook twelfth
Her mind went high
Through darkness, she found her prince
Who wooed her through the night
While the people were asleep
A girl was awake with the moon
This, she loved
For in the darkness, did she only bloom
Although she believed it to be mad;
She soon found herself in love: “Is it silly?”
She asked. And the prince told her
“Darling, men are fools for the things they love”
“And how is it like to live on the moon?”
“I do not,” said the prince
“No. Oh no, you must be
For I have never seen you in reality.”
In time the sun was born
And It burnt the moon so bright
Slowly, the night collapsed
And with it, the prince was gone
Night turned into nights,
The girl looked far and far
But the moon shone no more
She went alone in the dark
Indeed, she turned mad
For she wished on the sun
“Please let the moon be free
only for love will I be greedy”
She begged the sun desperately
Alas, the glow does not feel
For her dreams were destined
Only for the moon to hear
And where has the moon gone?
Where did the prince go?
Why must the night surrender
To the sun’s blinding glow?
"Hear me, my dream, hear my plea"
Is this the fate of a fool?
I am so tired, my love and
The nights have been empty.”
The girl cried out for nights
And soon the people grew angry:
“Sleep by night, wake up by the day
And it’ll all be easy!”
But reality was not to be
For the girl was so unlikely
That while the people revelled in the sun
There she was in a world wondered by
The people were disturbed
By her pleas in the night
That when the sun has risen
They took her out in fright
"Take her!" Shouted the people
And offered her to the sun
“This silly girl has been in love
with a vain dream from afar!”
"Why miss the moon
When there is the sun?
It has brought light and warmth
While the moon showed none. “
"Don’t be a slave to the things that cannot!
In this world we shouldn’t dream—”
“Liars!”shouted the girl
“We are all dreamers by night!”
What the world did not know
She wasn’t in love with the moon
But it was the prince,
The prince who she made her home
For with the prince,
She heard the loud beating of her heart
Felt her soul in his lips
And knew of feelings that before did not exist
She believed that only in love,
did she feel true & alive
“Am I in love with a dream?”
If that is the way to live, so let it be.”
Hours and hours
She was exiled under the sun
Chapped lips & broken dreams
A girl and a victim of such cruel things
In her chaos
She found a dagger
an escape to the world
But a cheat to her life
She held it up with her hand
And looked at the sun
“You will no longer hear my cries
But let this be my dying wish:
My soul I devote, for the dreams that cannot be
Please bring me out there, up in the open nightsky
Where thoughts run wild and free
Where I could just be.
If my dream is indeed gone
Then let me be the new hope
Let me be the guiding light
For the souls lost out in your glow.”
She drew the dragger
Closed her eyes
She was breathing with no breath
Until It struck her heart
For a moment she felt her own agony
The pain, the fears, the broken dreams
The endured thorns of her soul, a tear
Eyes opened and she was no longer.
The people knew of her misfortune
And thought she died from distress
But little did they know
She has only been re birthed from the ashes
Come midnight,
Behold, there it was
The moon which was gone
Now an alluring glory from afar
The people were left in awe
And thought the girl became the moon
The night has become an enigma
A difficult beauty to swoon
But after a few seconds
Something stellar bloomed from above
One and then another
Everyone, came gasping in wonder
"What is that thing up there
A thousand diamonds in the sky?”
̴Such ecstasy it gives!”
“I want to touch it, I want to fly!”
The people who feared the night
Now lied below to tell its stories
Always and often in wonder
If it was because of she
And up in the midnight
In the peak of the clock
They let their thoughts wonder
Of the majestic light up above
Soon they forgot about the girl
And of her lost dreams from afar
Instead there were these fascinating wonders
A magic which they named, the stars.
Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 2:18 AM UTC
When the clock strook twelfth
Her mind went high
Through darkness, she found her prince
Who wooed her through the night
While the people were asleep
A girl was awake with the moon
This, she loved
For in the darkness, did she only bloom
Although she believed it to be mad;
She soon found herself in love: “Is it silly?”
She asked. And the prince told her
“Darling, men are fools for the things they love”
“And how is it like to live on the moon?”
“I do not,” said the prince
“No. Oh no, you must be
For I have never seen you in reality.”
In time the sun was born
And It burnt the moon so bright
Slowly, the night collapsed
And with it, the prince was gone
Night turned into nights,
The girl looked far and far
But the moon shone no more
She went alone in the dark
Indeed, she turned mad
For she wished on the sun
“Please let the moon be free
only for love will I be greedy”
She begged the sun desperately
Alas, the glow does not feel
For her dreams were destined
Only for the moon to hear
And where has the moon gone?
Where did the prince go?
Why must the night surrender
To the sun’s blinding glow?
"Hear me, my dream, hear my plea"
Is this the fate of a fool?
I am so tired, my love and
The nights have been empty.”
The girl cried out for nights
And soon the people grew angry:
“Sleep by night, wake up by the day
And it’ll all be easy!”
But reality was not to be
For the girl was so unlikely
That while the people revelled in the sun
There she was in a world wondered by
The people were disturbed
By her pleas in the night
That when the sun has risen
They took her out in fright
"Take her!" Shouted the people
And offered her to the sun
“This silly girl has been in love
with a vain dream from afar!”
"Why miss the moon
When there is the sun?
It has brought light and warmth
While the moon showed none. “
"Don’t be a slave to the things that cannot!
In this world we shouldn’t dream—”
“Liars!”shouted the girl
“We are all dreamers by night!”
What the world did not know
She wasn’t in love with the moon
But it was the prince,
The prince who she made her home
For with the prince,
She heard the loud beating of her heart
Felt her soul in his lips
And knew of feelings that before did not exist
She believed that only in love,
did she feel true & alive
“Am I in love with a dream?”
If that is the way to live, so let it be.”
Hours and hours
She was exiled under the sun
Chapped lips & broken dreams
A girl and a victim of such cruel things
In her chaos
She found a dagger
an escape to the world
But a cheat to her life
She held it up with her hand
And looked at the sun
“You will no longer hear my cries
But let this be my dying wish:
My soul I devote, for the dreams that cannot be
Please bring me out there, up in the open nightsky
Where thoughts run wild and free
Where I could just be.
If my dream is indeed gone
Then let me be the new hope
Let me be the guiding light
For the souls lost out in your glow.”
She drew the dragger
Closed her eyes
She was breathing with no breath
Until It struck her heart
For a moment she felt her own agony
The pain, the fears, the broken dreams
The endured thorns of her soul, a tear
Eyes opened and she was no longer.
The people knew of her misfortune
And thought she died from distress
But little did they know
She has only been re birthed from the ashes
Come midnight,
Behold, there it was
The moon which was gone
Now an alluring glory from afar
The people were left in awe
And thought the girl became the moon
The night has become an enigma
A difficult beauty to swoon
But after a few seconds
Something stellar bloomed from above
One and then another
Everyone, came gasping in wonder
"What is that thing up there
A thousand diamonds in the sky?”
̴Such ecstasy it gives!”
“I want to touch it, I want to fly!”
The people who feared the night
Now lied below to tell its stories
Always and often in wonder
If it was because of she
And up in the midnight
In the peak of the clock
They let their thoughts wonder
Of the majestic light up above
Soon they forgot about the girl
And of her lost dreams from afar
Instead there were these fascinating wonders
A magic which they named, the stars.
I was trying to write a plot twist for Cinderella. Hence, the line "when the clock strook twelfth" but it turned out differently. Anyway, this is intended as a children's poem but considering some inclusion of light gory details... maybe not.
