Princess

In this life I am no one -
not important of them all.
Next life I'll be someone -
be the fairest in the mall.

This life is a shop:
Some products are low,
Some are placed on the top
and always meant to glow.
 
Some people are divine,
so magnificent in their role!
Best manikins in the line,
best horses in the stall.

I want to be one of the apples on display,
being shown in the major frame,
Picked up by the fate for the mighty god,
While other fruits are just left on the floor to rot...

Princess, princess with a box of brilliant kisses.
Heart's broken into pieces, plastic hands and plastic legs
scattered like gunpowder kegs...
Princess, princess, what are your hidden wishes?
Sweet tears and torn spicy tissues, candles and wines for a start,
and for desert - somebody's heart.

"In this life things are unreal -
made of illusional glee.    
Next life will be for real -
It will be the fairest to me..."


18.08.18