Bathed in the
sunshine of
fame and glory
crowning glory
she,
icon,
byword,
the queen,
rather empress,
in her customary
glittering dress
scaling great heights
of the fourth estate
literally dancing
gyrating in her
dazzling costumes
and popularity
got
ensnared by
an enchantress
with promise of
more and more glitterati
more and more
luxuries,
pomp,
pageantry,
in return for
an easy favour
favour at the cost of
her hard-earned fame
and influence.
Not knowing she
was provided with
a fistful of salt
mixed with sugar in
equal measure
she took it
dreaming of more and
more glitterati,
luxurity,
pomp,
pageantry,
embracing her
evolving her into
a princess.
Salt and sugar
easily melted inside
her system
unquenchable thirst
she experienced
ran she to the
sea nearby,
no second thoughts
plunged she into the
seas
to quench the
unquenchable thirst
what she did
something painful
more than the desire
to burst out laughing
aloud.
The price for
forfeiting hard-earned
fame……….
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