Gayathri's Prose and Poetry

  Snow White- Rewritten “Mirror, mirror, on the wall, Who’s the fairest of all?” “Oh Queen, your face is brighter than the shining sun, I wish to say that you’re the fairest one, But that wouldn’t be completely true, For there’s a girl, whose fairer than you, With skin as white as snow, hair as black as ebony, Lips as red as a cherry, and with eyes as blue as the sea.” “Snow White!” the queen exclaimed, a disgusted look on her face, “In this kingdom, she shan’t have a place.” The Queen came up with a plan, She decided to get rid of her, and called her huntsman. The huntsman took Snow White far away from the daylight, Deep into the woods, where it was darker than night. “I cannot kill a poor, little girl,” he said, “The Queen will be furious if she knows you’re not dead, Run away as far as you can, m’lady, I pray for the stars to guide you to safety.”  And he left her in the middle of nowhere, Why was her life all of a sudden a nightmare? She could see menacing figures all arou...