Once upon a time,
In a wooden chair give,
A well manner narrated,
Story to us is told.

Most time tending to occupy,
The character of super story,
Taking up our idle self,
Forgetting the true us self.

Drifting slowly our reality upon,
Drowning in other personification,
Existing memories hard deleting,
Being the said hero wanting.

On way leaving self stranded,
Turning the right direction confused,
Fake life all up taking,
Yet all in mind varnishing.