She’s created a monster.

The mirror cracks are visible now,

Cloaking the entity once humble, behind.



She has thee wrapped around her finger,

Pompous rides, all hail thy flamboyance.

Do you not see the clouds over the rainbow?



She honours thee fairest of all,

An invisible crown you carry.

Entranced  in her world.



She will leave thee shattered to pieces.

Scattered far and wide,

Grace to grass, as you dig your grave.

8 thoughts on “Vanity

  1. Your blog is beautiful, I love the layout with the poems hidden like secrets behind gorgeous images 🙂 And I especially love this one x

    Thank you for the follow, you were my fiftieth follower and for an aspiring poet that is a big achievement 🙂 ❤


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