A face devoid of love and grace,
A hateful, hard and successful face,
Ah! A successful face!
Shooing away, all the
Demonic societal insecurities.
At a lowly price of
Shrugging off the liability, called
Self-esteem, opening
A stairway to elusive dream – flapping my wings
Amongst the Cream de la cream!
Hatefulness, hardness and inelegance, oh! The package
Compel the river of my creativity
To tumble incessantly.
Itching artistic best, a fiend
Feigning an
Angel’s apparels.
The face, unfailingly delivers
The promise –
Of patting
My faculties into a blissful
Slumber.
Of red carpeting
My self-worth, exchanging
Minuscule climaxes.
Of padding
The tiles with best acoustics, blocking
The echo of my conscience.
