"mulan" poems
i may not be jasmine
but i can travel the world with you
i may not be mulan
but i'll be fighting for you
i may not be snow white
but i'd die for you
i may not be cinderella
but i'd wait for you past midnight
i may not be ariel
but i'd swim with you through the storms
i may not be belle
but i'd still love you past your beastly appearance
i may not be your average princess
but i'm still me
and i'll be here for you
Jul 7, 2014
Jul 7, 2014 at 7:05 AM UTC
I'm not Cinderella, who came to the party and met the prince because I didn't have those glass shoes
or being Ariel, exchanging the beautiful tail with feet for a man from another world
Aurora fell asleep long enough, then love came from a prince with a kiss, could it be?
then, should I become Snow White who was poisoned by an apple then fell asleep and the prince came just to be able to see me every day. No
could I have to meet an unlovely and cursed prince like Belle, and love him sincerely?
but I can't like Elsa that freezes the human heart
because I am still need love like Jasmine from Aladdin, but I don't want to be a present
I might have to venture out across the vast ocean to find the lost, yes it's Moana
so I have to be brave and tough like Mulan about anything that will happen in reaching the dreams and love that might not be easy
Nov 29, 2018
Nov 29, 2018 at 9:41 AM UTC
I smile at everything she is
She is every Disney Princess
There ever was
And I'm in love.
She has the strength of Mulan
With a Beauty like Belle
The defiance of Ariel
And a voice like Aurora
She has kindness like Cinderella
And can cook like Tiana.
She is my very own
Disney princess
The best there ever was
All their perfect qualities
Rolled into one.
Dec 31, 2013
Dec 31, 2013 at 5:45 AM UTC
I am compassionate and pray hard,
because I am my own Snow White,
I am poise with my strong mind and spirit,
because I am my own Cinderella,
I am natural and cheerful,
because I am my own Aurora,
I am determined to follow my own dreams,
because I am my own Ariel,
I am loyal, outspoken and intelligent,
because I am my own Belle,
I am independent and have courage for myself,
because I am my own Jasmine,
I am brave and strong,
because I am my own Pocahontas,
I am bringing the honor for my family,
because I am my own Mulan,
I am faithful and assertiveness,
because I am my own Rapunzel,
I am not an ordinary Disney Princess,
because I am me.
Nov 19, 2014
Nov 19, 2014 at 11:14 PM UTC
Grandmother Willow said
listen to your heart, you will understand
but when it pounds all I want to do is run
my heart says so many things
one minute it's telling me to climb a tree as high as the branches let me
the next it says hook line and sinker
and when I'm with someone beautiful, it says
nothing, it just
flutters and pitter patters
Mulan was always my favourite because
she had her heart broken and still
She Saved China
all on her own
my heart breaks like twigs and crumbles like dry
stiff leaves
in Autumn
and my heart is also a rubber ball that bounces from
one place to the next
too rapidly,
I forget where I am
and where I just was a moment before I ended up
wherever I ended up
my heart is like ice and sometimes if you are the right temperature,
it will melt for you
my heart is aware of fallacy and sometimes if you try to coax it,
everything I ever felt for you
won't exist anymore
a few months ago I was sitting at the back of
a midnight bus
in my hometown,
with a hippie headband on, accompanied with braids,
a long dress and moccasins of black suede
when a drunk teenager pointed and hollered directly at my face,
"you look like Pocahontas, how many John Smiths love you?"
I don't get angry anymore
I just get tired
my heart goes to sleep for days and wakes up at
the sudden gong of recognition
in eye contact
that lasts longer than just a few seconds;
my heart awakens at sunsets,
when I am sitting in a tree alone
and it awakens each time I successfully skip a stone
I've always thought highly of the two
disney cartoons
and it's not just because they can fire a harpoon
it's something like embodying the female
self-assurance,
strength of the soul,
embracing solitude like wind on a stroll
heart strong from a softening,
heart loved from singing just for singing
heart open like eye contact
that lasts longer than
just a few seconds
Feb 17, 2014
Feb 17, 2014 at 3:33 AM UTC
Cinderella found the lock and key
Sleeping Beauty endured a curse to be free
Belle chose a man who hung on for a rose
Mulan didn’t give up though her heart nearly froze
Jasmine chose the one who lied to impress
Ariel sold her voice just to feel his caress
Anastasia lived when all was lost
Meg saved her hero at the ultimate cost
May 22, 2012
May 22, 2012 at 11:01 AM UTC
To everyone here
Mulan might be just another fictional Disney character
Just a fraction of someone's imagination
To you
She might just be an eighty minute entertainment on your screens
Just a childhood memory
that is slowly
and gradually
fading
But to me
To me she's more than that
You see
Growing up, I didn't have anyone that could teach me things
And I don't mean in sense of school subjects
I didn't have anyone that gave me confident about myself
So I took lessons from everyone and everything
Mulan taught me that I can be a girl and not have pink as my favorite color
Mulan taught me that I can be a girl but not wear and love makeup, dresses and high heels
Mulan taught me that it is okay to love and be good at things that were originally meant for boys
Mulan taught me how I can be comfortable in my skin
Mulan taught me that it is okay to not be a typical girl
and still have my happily ever after fairytale
Mulan taught me that it is okay,
that it is enough to just be
me
Aug 4, 2014
Aug 4, 2014 at 6:18 AM UTC
"follow the yellow brick road"
the witch didn't die
cinderella didn't go to the ball
sleeping beauty didn't wake up
belle escaped the beast
snow white was poisoned and killed
jasmine didn't go with aladin
moana stayed on the island
ariel sayed under water
tiana didn't kiss the prince
rapunzel stayed in the tower
pocahontas didn't save john smith
mulan stayed in the village
anna didn't go after elsa
elsa controlled her powers
anastasia/anya didn't care about her past
a world where evil wins
and there are no princesses
is a scary world.
be careful, princess.
Aug 15, 2018
Aug 15, 2018 at 2:44 PM UTC
He called me princess. I don't think much of it, let it slip my mind from time to time.
I'm fine with it.
Until today, when I watched a woman tell a little girl she wasn't one.
Talking about how her daddy shouldn't call her what she's not and her mama shouldn't be filling her head with words like, "You can be anything you want to."
Like, its not true and if you don't tell her now she'll never outgrow the idea of being
A princess.
And though Heaven forbid we dreams big,
I, was definitely a princess.
Princess Aleisia of the Beauties, a forest is my own back yard,
my castle was a tree I literally believed gnomes lived beneath: Alglenia.
An orphaned warrior; I was half gypsy, half native, half Neopian Light Faerie,
And though I clearly was not a princess who did math, I protected my subjects from monsters and evil that was constantly trying to overthrow good.
I could wield a Morning Star better than any boy on the block.
I had inner battles with myself, for I had the blood and horns of a dragon and it was always a challenge to be both Athena's apprentice and an aspiring sage because I thrived in the dark.
I was part demon like Inuyasha,
I was Sango,
I was Mononoke,
I was Mulan,
I was Pocahontas,
I was Bell AND the Beast,
I was Susan and Lucy,
I was Esmerelda, Anastasia
And that's still a big part of me.
Because, if someone had listed all the things I couldn't be while my knees were still to weak for me to stand and speak up for what I believed in, I probably would never have been a poet.
So excuse me for using the word "heroine" with the last ounce of innocence the world has yet to offer a little girl.
Pardon me for trying to learn to infuse grace and charm with strength and loyalty.
Now, imagine with me.
The places I used to play left in ruin. My castles disintegrating. The echo of my battle cries through the forests and fields and mountains have long since faded because the heir to my throne never took her place.
Deny her the right to grow out of her child hood?
Deny me the right to write?
This was never a career choice of mine,
This will always be a way of life.
Feb 3, 2013
Feb 3, 2013 at 4:45 PM UTC
Belle turned a beast into a man,
Ariel learned to walk on land,
Rapunzel was freed from her tower,
Elsa learned to use her powers.
Jasmine married who she pleased,
Snow White's stepmother became deceased,
Mulan saved her father's life,
Pocahontas found love through strife.
Aurora married the prince of her dreams,
With destiny tearing at the seams,
Cinderella found her other shoe,
And that is why dreams can come true.
Oct 24, 2015
Oct 24, 2015 at 11:44 AM UTC
You are my sword and shield
you are my suit of armor
you are the helm upon my head,
the feather in my hair.
You smile and my spine straightens
my shoulders broaden
my muscles swell.
Someone tries to tell me that
your love is a sin
and my laughter is a spear
and the memory of your hand in mine
turns my heart to a weapon.
I am Achilles
and David
and Joan of Arc
I am Hua Mulan.
You kiss me and your breath
turns my lungs to billows,
your blood is in my veins
and not a drop will spill.
I can fight anyone
I can do anything
if it’s done in the name of you.
Jun 11, 2015
Jun 11, 2015 at 8:06 PM UTC
If I had
Three
Wishes, I’d wish for
A unicorn
Nice skin
And you
If I could live on only
Three
Things, I’d survive on
Lemonade
Lasagne
And you
If I could only watch
Three
Things when I turn on the television, I would watch
That fireplace background
Futurama
And you, even if you are a runway model
If I was stuck forever on a desert island and could only bring
Three
Things, I’d bring
Food
Water
And you
If there was a zombie apocalypse and I had only
Three
People I could trust, I’d choose
A ninja
Chuck Norris
And you
If I could only cheat at
Three
Things in MAS*H, I’d change
To the mansion
To have less than ten kids
And to be with you
If I was in jail and I somehow got
Three
Phone calls instead on one, I’d call
My dad who would bail me out, maybe
Chuck Norris who would break me out when my dad refuses to pay the bail
And you, just to say hi because you’re broke and can’t pay the fee
If I had to choose
Three
Of my celebrity crushes, I’d pick
Johnny Depp, duh
B.D Wong, just for his voice in Mulan
And you
If I had
Three
Works of art in my room, I’d have
A stolen Picasso painting, shhh, look don’t tell
That painting where that guy gets knocked out by the apple
And you, chiselled into diamonds
If I somehow got amnesia and the doctors could only restore
Three
Of my memories, I’d want to remember
My name
That time when we killed those zombies with Chuck Norris and the ninja
And you
If I could only say
Three
Words, I’d say
Is
This
Creepy?
Sep 11, 2011
Sep 11, 2011 at 2:50 PM UTC
Snow White did not eat the poisoned apple, never ruled a kingdom.
She instead got judged everyday for living in a house with seven men,
not marrying any of them nor having any children of her own.
"What good is this woman for", they say.
Aurora did not ***** her finger on a needle, never met Prince Charming.
She instead spent her days alone, for everyone grew too envious of her beauty,
and had become believers that no one person can be as kind while being so beautiful, they did not want to befriend her.
"She's too good to be true, drop the nice girl attitude", they say.
Alice did not make it to Wonderland, never met Mad Hatter nor The White Rabbit nor The Red Queen
She instead got locked up for having too much creativity and imagination
"She's making so much discovery, girls are for household chores", they say.
Mulan never made it to the war, never won a battle for China.
She instead was forced to live a life she did not want to, marry someone she does not want to, often told that tradition always comes first.
"She's supposed to follow and respect tradition, to do otherwise will be disrespecting her family", they say.
Belle did not turn the beast back into a prince, never married him.
She instead had too many people stopped her from being with who she wanted to be with and who she wanted to be, for they also took all her books away.
"She's too smart for a girl and the beast is too ugly to deserve her beauty", they say.
Ariel did not get her legs back, never really found a home.
She instead spent her entire life being ridiculed for looking different than the rest of them; often laughed at for having distinguishing features.
"She's too odd, she's too weird to hang out with, what would people think", they say.
Rapunzel never made it out of the tower, never had a chance to chase her dreams.
She instead was forced to stay up for people have always told her she won't make it anyway.
"She's too naive for this world, her ideals are just impossible", they say.
And on and on it goes, until they break their every bones.
Until they have rewritten each and every fairy tale.
With so much animosity, how to find a happily ever after?
Dec 14, 2018
Dec 14, 2018 at 1:58 AM UTC
something something little lamb
all these poems are so sad
Mary probably ate that lamb
'cause she probly had no dad
and Old Yeller up and died
at least that's what i've heard is said
but i've never seen the movie
its so old now, he's probably dead
the little mermaid got divorced
because she missed her family
Mulan's life was totally forced
had to be a man just to be free
Eric must have drowned
tryin to get his wifey back
and once a queen is crowned
her main job is in the sack
poems are like country songs
they only talk of what is sad
a long long list of all the wrongs
they're focusing on all the bad
and if you read them backwards
do you think it all is happy things
all positive and happy words
rainbows, butterflies and birdies sing
laughter was my honest goal
but now I'm done with rambling
negativity can take a toll
but I feel for all those suffering
Nov 21, 2018
Nov 21, 2018 at 11:10 PM UTC
What if the fairy tales happened today?
Would they still live
Happily Ever After?
What if Belle asked the magic mirror to show her the Beast and when it did it revealed that he wasn't there alone?
What if Jasmine found out that she wasn't the only one Aladdin was taking for a ride on his magic carpet?
What if Ariel checked Eric's phone and discovered Facebook messages which proved he wasn't over Ursula?
What if Tiana learned that Naveen was still a slimy frog, catching anything he could with his tongue?
What if Snow White wasn't the only who the Prince was Charming? Following and charming as many princesses as he could on Twitter!
What if Sleeping Beauty woke up to find Prince Philip Tindering while she slept!?
What if Mulan found out that all Li Shang really wanted was to come over for nothing more than "Netflix and Chill"!?
What if Pocahontas kept in touch with John Smith through snapchat and all he wanted were photos of her wearing nothing but the colours of the wind!?
What if Rapunzel was left in the tower because Flynn Rider wasn't bothered to climb the tower, suggested they FaceTime instead!?
What if Cinderella discovered dancing at ***** was just a one time thing? That her happily ever after was just cooking and cleaning for the Prince in a bigger castle!?
What if living Happily Ever After is as old as the fairy tales that created it!?
Oct 27, 2015
Oct 27, 2015 at 8:09 AM UTC
The spirit of Mulan lives inside these girls
she who transforms to go to war
she who chops her hair and binds her chest loose clothing, low voice
she marches to the battlefield
made of asphalt and alleyways
she hides in hoodies, armed with keys
to combat hidden enemies
these battles are fought in the night
far from pools of streetlight
she masquerades to avoid an invasion
she fights to protect her only home
Dec 2, 2015
Dec 2, 2015 at 10:41 PM UTC
What I Wanted to Wear for Halloween
…is not what you wanted me to wear for Halloween.
I wanted to be one of those girls in the comic books,
spinning around in high-heeled boots, high-strung ponytails, and miniskirts.
You convinced me to be Mulan.
It was the 90’s, after all.
And she was pretty cool. I guess.
I loved it more when I realized she had a sword. I planned to cut my hair with it.
But when I asked for her sword, you handed me a fan, told me to have fun with my friends.
My best friend wore a real kimono that year – all thick and purple and bright –
her father brought it back from Japan.
We were both Mulan. I guess.
But she loved her fan and silk and uppy hair up-do.
Mine had already taken a tumble for the worse.
And that is exactly what I see, many years later, as I stare in the mirror – finally in my boots.
I keep them on when I sit at the keyboard and type in her name
M-U-L-A-N
The truth comes after H-U-A
After twelve years of fighting, and dying, and winning, and fighting by her side,
China didn’t even know she was a woman.
They couldn’t have cared less at all.
Oct 31, 2014
Oct 31, 2014 at 2:29 PM UTC
You say you've got it all figured out,
got the science down at age nine-teen.
I roll my eyes, because that's just silly.
I'm older than you by a year at least,
but regardless, I watch you hitch your
skirt up and strap your heels on before
leaving the house. You think I'm crazy
to stay around only to meander about
in my fuzzy socks and stained sweatshirt.
I'll have you know that I actually quite
enjoy my one-women tea parties with
Ms. Austin and the Bronte girls on a
Friday night. At least I won't get a head
ache from strobe-lights and my utter
confusion when it comes to pretty-looking
cocktails. I realize I probably won't be
seeing you until midmorning anyway
when you stumble rather impressively
into the kitchens still in your club clothes.
You'll make a disgusted noise at my
pillow fort, my coloring books, my
towering stack of certifiable Disney
DVDS and I will pretend not to notice
that you smell like stale sweat, alcohol,
and aftershave.
You will feel compelled to tell me all
about him, all about them, all about all
of last night--down to the last disturbing
detail--and I will burry my face in my cereal
so you can't see the faces I'm making.
Undoubtedly you are bragging
(or so you think), but really, I'd rather
not have had so-and-so pawing at me
all night, because neither you nor I
know where he's been, and I personally
find no appeal in waking up in someone
else's unfamiliar room because my comforter
is super soft and fluffy and I feel like a
princess when I go to bed all clean
and cute in my PJs. This way I can get up
whenever I want and take a shower and
be loud and not have to put the seat up
when I *** or quietly try and find my way
out of someone else's home.
Also, I'm lazy most of the time so
I definitely wouldn't like the walk
home so early in the day. I have to say
that I much prefer my crayons to your
aspirin, my forts to your mysterious
bathrooms, my imaginary sword fights
to your hike home. Most importantly,
I like waking up regretting nothing the
previous the night except that I didn't
get to watch all of Mulan and what her
reflection really shows.
Feb 2, 2013
Feb 2, 2013 at 1:51 AM UTC
Let's join a whistle band
And light matches with our teeth
Lets ask everyone when they lost track of Waldo
Cuz I havent seen that ************ since the 10th grade
Let's believe in all the superstitions
A little luck is what we've been needing these days
Lets eat sushi and climb on rooftops when we aren't supposed to
Just so we can look at the white lights and hope that the height will give us a little clarity
Lets ask long questions with long answers
And know that to talk you also have to listen
Let's watch creepy **** and wear socks with high heels
We'll be class acts till the day we die
Though not in the way everyone expects
Let's spend way too much time together
And cut through backyards in the snow
Lets pay for our café drinks in change
And ask for favors because we're close
Let's spill our guts and our laughs
Because you're the only one who gets me
Lets spell out words with pennies
And decide life in ****** thrift store dressing rooms
Let's cry and be sad
With the promise to be happy
And healed when the other is near
Lets rip up t-shirts
And change the radio in each others cars
Let's take a million memories
And expect the best out of life and gelato ice cream
Let's dry up flowers in the summer to look at in the winter
And wear too many rings on our fingers
Let's hang out with ******
And rent a red convertible for the summer
Lets read books and watch Mulan
And take walks and get together just so we can nap
Lets play assassins creed
And listen to Bon Iver (or Bone Eyever)
And take a break from thinking too much all the time
Lets join a whistle band
And light matches with our teeth Because all of this has meant more to me than a million everythings
Jan 14, 2013
Jan 14, 2013 at 3:58 PM UTC
daddy used to call me his little warrior
his little princess
his little mulan
princesses have happy endings
so i will have mine too
right?
mulan finds the love of her life
she saves her homeland
my best friend just fell in love with someone else
i stare at my reflection
showing who i am inside
through my smiling facade
all i see is condensed sadness
i see tears
today we learned about the real mulan
she killed herself
i hold a knife
i am my father's princess
but princesses don't all get happy endings
steel meets flesh
blood meets earth
Oct 6, 2017
Oct 6, 2017 at 7:45 PM UTC
I am Tiana
On my feet until I can't go any longer
Promising myself everything will be worthwhile
And that all my dreams will come true.
I am Merida
Trying to find my own path
Desperately trying to evade my fate
Staying brave for everyone, including myself.
I am Rapunzel
A little bit conflicted sometimes
Dreaming of an adventure
But not to betray what she knows.
I am Mulan
Willing to be unconventional
And ready to protect her home and family
From dishonor and shame.
I am Belle
Making the best of seemingly impossible situations
Searching for knowledge and beauty within words
Spreading light to the darkest of souls.
I am Elsa
Who just wants to be free
To be able to use her gifts
Without hurting the people she loves.
I am me
The girl who sang into a pink-and-white plastic karaoke machine
To "I Won't Say I'm in Love"
Who saw these women as strong and beautiful.
I am a princess
The author, main character, and narrator of my story
Dancing to the beat of her own drum
Taking life's problems and turning them into lessons.
I am a heroine in my own right,
Disney or no.
Apr 17, 2014
Apr 17, 2014 at 11:24 PM UTC
If you’re new here
I don’t like my body
And I don’t know how many more ways I can say that
All I know is I haven’t found one that transforms me into a fairy
Haven’t found the magic words, that if I repeat three times fast and click my heels
Will melt away my visage
Make me ready for the ball
On nights like tonight,
When I really don’t like my body
I try to remember that the apples are poisoned
That taking a bite, instead of a dinner plate
Will not make me the fairest thing in the land
That running from big bad wolves
Is not about burning calories
That I shouldn’t look for big bad wolves to run from
Just to try and fit into a red cape
I don’t know how many ways to say
That I don’t like my body
That I feel fat,
Like my stomach has 7 little dwarves sleeping atop it
Like if a prince found me in the woods, I would be the beast
Not the beauty he was looking for
So here I am,
The incompetent one in the Disney movie
While the heroines and heros are drawn impossibly small
Jasmine with her tiny waist,
Mulan in her slim figure
Elsa with her narrow shoulders
The incompetent ones,
Ursula, all darkness and big body above her tail
Russel, with his house of balloons and naivete
The Queen of Hearts, crazy off with your head woman
Even a fairy tale metaphor, can’t bibbity bobbity boo
Away my torn up relationship with my body
I guess these aren’t the magic words
I guess I don’t get magic words
Maybe I would,
If I was small enough to be the hero
Nov 3, 2020
Nov 3, 2020 at 9:21 AM UTC
*"The flower that blooms in adversity
Is the most rare and beautiful of all."*
I climb to the top
I won't ever stop
I may be a woman
But I don't belong to a man
I am not the same
Or even sane
But I have fought
Because I've been taught
Fight
Never lose sight
Of life
Take the knife
Keep it near
To turn on peers
I've learned to defend
Against those who pretend
To be friends
But stab you in the end
I've fought so much
To die by my own touch.
I will fight my battles
And make the world rattle.
I'll stay true to me
Instead of flee.
Apr 14, 2017
Apr 14, 2017 at 3:33 PM UTC
Mulan sang about not knowing her reflection.
well, the trouble is, I know mine,
it's just that I don't like her at all-
the way her big eyes are like a child's,
stuck in a woman's long face
and a crone's deep blue bags
and a ghost's pale freckles.
I used to think she was pretty,
but most of the time now I just glare a little
and I ask her where the time went,
even though I can see **** well
all the minutes pined away in the shadows
of her cheekbones,
the ones people used to call beautiful,
the ones that they now silently observe and think,
just a little too deep, a little too empty,
and they're right.
God, they're right.
Because she's spent too much time staring in that mirror,
trying to will herself to believe that she is beautiful,
she is worth it,
she is better than what other people think,
and she's been lying all this time.
The pair of us, we've never liked liars,
but I'm staring her in the face
and I'm deciding to tell the truth.
Girl, you've spent years in this misery
and you have nothing to be sad about.
Maybe it's all those **** tears you won't shed.
It's because you know you're uglier when you cry,
when your eyes swell up
and you suddenly have lids that rival your bags,
and your skin is no longer so pale
but for the huge red patches all over
like swollen blood flames.
If it's one thing you're more afraid of than anything,
it's that Daddy lied when he said you were pretty,
and you were a fool for believing.
You were a fool.
Are a fool.
Those swollen, patchy cheeks might pass for motley,
might as well,
so why don't you cry for once
and accept that he doesn't love you,
that you're maybe not going to do great things,
that you probably won't live up to your own expectations
and certainly not your family's,
and maybe you're not as wanted as everyone promises,
and yes, you're maybe even a bit unattractive
but for God's sake
it's even worse to try and convince yourself
that none of it's true.
Sweetheart, it's true.
I'll cry with you.
Dec 27, 2016
Dec 27, 2016 at 10:31 PM UTC
Hey there Cinderella
watch your every step
for every path you take
is only made of glass.
Wake up Briar Rose
the fairies dance
and the dragons burn
while you slumber on.
Be careful Snow White
don't trust those who
bitterly believe
in only what they see.
Let it go Rapunzel
there's a world out there
once upon a discovery
a time to remember.
Don't hide Mulan
sleep is not worth the stay
better to fight to die
than left behind to cry.
Goodbye Arial
don't lose your song
while leaving your home
with your heart by your side.
Dec 2, 2015
Dec 2, 2015 at 12:39 PM UTC