Lost In A Fairytale Poem by Asim Baadshah

I wandered deep in moonlit mist,
Where time stood still, where dreams exist.
A castle rose in silver light,
Its towers kissed by stars so bright.

The whispers called from trees so tall,
Soft echoes danced along the hall.
A prince of shadows, cloaked in gold,
Held secrets that were never told.

The roses bloomed in silent grace,
Yet thorns still hid beneath embrace.
The lull of magic felt so true,
Yet every dream dissolves like dew.

For fairytales are spun with lies,
A fleeting world behind closed eyes.
And when the dawn began to call,
I woke to find it wasn't real at all.

Poem by
Asim Baadshah