O Cindrella with a love story ever so perfect,
Do you think our flawless mirages shall be intact?
Dreams of a Prince Charming and a high-spirited joyride,
Mute steps of reality creep in to take it all away in a swipe.
O Cindrella- Queen of Hearts of millions abound,
Do you feel for stars fallen, broken without a sound?
To be hitched to my dream and my luck is said to shine,
I need no Prince to appreciate my ordinary dimes.
O Cindrella with a visage attractive and most beautiful,
What you think of us, not so gorgeous for others to drool?
Average pulchritude with adornment only of a smile,
We’ve only efforts with us to become an exemplar idealized.
© 2014 Charu Bhatnagar