Glitters

They ain’t strange

Who keep away from glitters;

For, their life may be dull

But it doesn’t turns out to be bitter.

That glitter I see in the speeding cars.

The way it shimmers in the beer glass.

And it flickers in the gloss of hair.

That glitter and shine, I don’t like either.

I see my sparkle in the old classics and coffee.

When we sit together in corner for years,

They give me what peace, what grace!

Your glitter and shine can't ever beat them or please me.

Your bubble reputation is doomed;

Your fame would be no longer groomed.

It has always faced extinction like litter.

Dear fellow, listen to what they say- false glitter will be bitter!

Copyrights by Mandovi Jadon.