Golden Fairy Poem by hemu gupta

One day in my dream I met a golden fairy,
her hairs were like golden clouds,
her eyes were like blue lake,
she was wearing neckless of golden beads,
and her dress was made of golden threads,
she was divine as goddess,
with golden command stick in her hand,

she remained silent as i watched her,
I asked her what is your name,
she smiled and said people call me golden fairy due to my hairs,
she showed me a way to come along with her,
I followed her what i saw was great surprise to me,
she lives in dark were nobody lives,

I asked her why you live in this tunnel,
she told me that it was safest place for her,
from that place she was giving others
what they want and fulfilling their wishes
she likes that place to be remain like this,
she told me to give happiness
to others and live without taking anything
is like living as lord life itself,

everybody loves her as she was out of all blames and pains
she gave me an ivory bangle and disappeared in the tunnel,
I woke in the morning to find me in the same tunnel
but with no golden hairs or command stick and with lots of blames,
I am too a fairy who fulfill others wishes
but get in turn blames and grief to be killed
I now know the meaning of being killed,
I become burden on others and on me.