Fairy tales

My heart refuses to growup
Still believes in fairytales...
Those lovely glass sandals.
Speaking frogs and paly angels
Those palatial palaces and old churches
Silver moon and galaxies afar..
Those naughty elves and wishes been granted
Snow white,thumblina and red riding hood..
Like those girls..i too got lost in woods..
Evil witch and motherly fairy
Tulip gardens and horses galloping in prairie..
Handsome prince riding on horse,
taking the stride.
had dreams in eyes looking for a pretty bride
Days spent , finding shapes in clouds ..n weaving my own story..
Till the time reality struck and robbed off the glory..
Those fairy tales are now locked up in deep closets..
Only to pop up when no one is around.
When me n myself meet in silent communion
.
Bringing smile on my face once more..
Because this crazy heart still believes in such fables..
I close my eyes and let myself drift into
Grandest allure...