One flower surrounded by many of different kind. She feels special, people are attracted to her, she feels special she has a different colour. But sometimes she's lonely, sometimes sad, like an unwanted element in a group of different mass.
We the people are kind of similar to her, we are sometime special sometime lonely, what makes us different... Everyone who sees her, focuses on her beauty, praises her and she gives comfort to the heart and mind but when people see us.. the comfort they get is not always by praising but by humiliating or putting us down.
People say always try to stand out in a group, but every time it is not about us but about what made us stand out.
A different person in some different group, symbolizing loneliness and truth. While her admiration is real, she lives in fear. With sunrise and sunset, she's someone's liability and asset. The world knows a different story and her misery is still a mystery.
Happy mind, happy life, is what her mother told, A letter to her father, by a four years old. She wanted to add some glitter, but it was all sold, But it didn't bother her, cause her heart was made of gold.
The daughter of a billionaire, but she was never proud, When she came to this world, it was half wiped out. She had no friends, she never heard of a crowd, The day her father died, she did not freak out.
The girl who always talked, was now silent, She knew she lost her dad, her mom lost her husband. The thought that he may never return, did not made her frighten, She knew one day he will come, cause he loved her 3000.
Eating Cheeseburger with Harley, Peter, Pepper and Happy, Morgan Stark flew up her hot air balloon. She hopes five years later on a fine afternoon, Like the other people, her dad will return soon.
dedicate this piece of writing to all your loved ones! it can be anyone and not only your lover!.. your mom , dad, siblings, friends ,anyone on this earth who's present and who has made you happy and made your life as beautiful as a rose flower! Happy rose day!❤ @sushmi@rashmi_mishra
Untitled (part 2) Starlight took a giant golden scissor and started to cut her hair. Unknown of the fact that someone was about to complete her challenge, she wandered in search of a place where no one would ever find her.
Ayan, however knew that the only thing he will live for now was to find Starlight and confess his feelings. Starlight told him she would go to a place where no one else would find her after cutting her hair. He knew of a place where no man or spirit would visit, and even if someone reaches there, they will die.
Lost Forest , he started his journey to reach there. Before entering the Lost Forest, he left a letter with a strand of Straight's hair under a small rock on the jumping spot hoping that Starlight will notice it. Then he jumped. It was like entering into some different dimension, he could not feel his arms and legs anymore. There was then a big flash of white light and darkness took over. He remembered all the mistakes from his past, the guilt was eating him alive. He reached the bottom and fainted. The fall felt like an eternity.
Few weeks passed and Starlight finally found the letter. She was wandering near the Lost Forest when she saw a strand of her hair placed under a rock. After reading the letter she knew he was going to die. Without thinking of anything she jumped. When she reached the bottom she heard someone pleading for help. She followed the voice, it was Ayan's they threw him in a dead hole. She saw him dying but could do nothing. When he was dead she left that place, there was only one way to bring him back and for that to happen she had to enter the Land of Death.
People say that I'm a villian but I'm I really one?
They blame me for kidnapping the princess but the truth is that they took away my magical flower.
The king and queen, were they good parents'? If you ask me I would say no. They left their new born alone at night, they were so care free that they never thought it was important to have one royal attendant with her.
I loved Rapunzel with all my heart, I took care of her and protected her from people who were not there when she needed them the most.
They say I kept her only because I wanted my beauty but it's also true that her parents stopped searching for her a long time ago.