Glamorous Sin Poem by V P Mahur

The world of glamor
Is the world
Where all appear
Attractive and shining
Beautiful and enchanting
But a few know
That everything is
Pompous show
Not made for a simple fellow
This a blazing darkness
Where gloomy happiness
Is prevailed all around
And in disguise
There is a hidden hound
With the sharp teeth of
A merciless kindness
Behind these shining curtains
There are the remains
Alive dead bodies
Whose souls are smashed
And all the dreams
Safely crashed
Dumb are their mouths
Their honor their purity
Their joy their chastity
Their everything is stained
And their own guilt
Like the claws of a wild
Tear them
They again and again repent
Why they didn’t heed
To the warning
Why they showed the greed
Of becoming a shining star
And the worst sinful seed
They have sowed
This guilt they have to bear
With head and soul bowed