The vanity creeps upon me
Twirled around addiction
It feeds on
Appreciation,
Approvals
And affirmative nod of heads
Has an unsatiable appetite
Always hungry for more
More admirations...
More acclaims...
more...More...MORE
A word of caution
From intellect
To sentiments
Ego as crutches
Will only make one limp
Beware:
The vanity just needs
A single prick
To gore itself
The sentiments then, issued
A WARNING:
Spit it
Before it swallows You
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well written poem.....it is didactic but very humble.Vanity creeps upon ME....the use of me instead of us or you makes it sound humble.. and gives it an attractive personal touch...loved it....10