Its just part of the game,
you have a regognized name,
you are at the pinnacle of fame,
you have fans who are insane,
you are attractive,
doing things that are dramatic,
some say you are fanatic,
some say you are fantastic.
but some day you loose,
emotions you encounter,
tends to show,
on a face that always used to glow,
with bubliness & happiness,
all got drained,
you loose everything, all you gained.
Its also part of the game,
you loose you become lame,
thats the upside of fame,
if it happens, you are out of the game.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem