You have to
apparate
Through her veils
of apprehension,
To slash the loyal
dragons
Protecting her
castle.
Your high horses
won't be enough
To fight her proud
wolves,
Because her night
lamp has seen
More ashes than
your fireplace.
Your sneering horns and smug dreams
Of bounding her in
a glittering cage,
Will be swallowed
whole by the falcons
Petting the howls
of her nightmares.
Her words claw
deeper than her nails,
Her sword shines
prettier than her gowns,
Her closet
shelters hushed ballads,
With which she
colours her warm walls.
Please understand
her solitude
Isn’t a phantom
you can exorcise,
Please don’t attempt
to attack
The only friend
she’s ever had.
Keep your glass
slippers and coffin kisses,
And the pompous
court and crown,
Rescue for her from
the forest fire
The library at the
edge of the town.
- Sayantani Sarkar.
