I remember those days of fairy tales
when dragons came out of magic wells.
The fairies with one wave of the wand
would turn the barren into a fertile land.
Three-eyed demons and bony witches
preyed upon kids in rags or riches.
Twists and turns with plots in between
a flying carpet would rescue the queen.
We knew frogs turned into princess
which never seemed to be in excess!
Out of the mirror breaking the ill-spell:
Done by prince charming one could tell.
Fiery dragons would thus wrath bring,
only to be tamed by the destined king.
How a glass shoe could Cinderella fit?
Enthralling minds, a delightful treat.
Dwarves, elves, phoenix and mermaid
ruled a lost world that nature made.
Where are they - centaur and unicorn?
Roamed the lands where dreams were born.
Even today now we have namesake wars;
deceit, loyalty, bruteness breaking all bars.
All characters are the same, yet no fun -
Well, that world had magic 'n' ours none!
Prasenjit©2023
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