Untitled

Hit by the words,

That glitter-
All the glory,
Lost its charm.

The heights never matched.

Sacrifice went vain,
Bitten by mockery -
Beaten by vengeance,
All pride bottled up,
Wrapped with nothingness -
Sunk into deep silence.

Eroded by soothing waters,
Frail and fragile,
Blinded by the brightness
Crawling slowly-
Set its foot onto the edge
Unaware of the evil appetite,
Again consumed by covetous dreams.

Billion endeavours -
Yet not an eye blink.
Wreathe and wax,
Showered over the parched body.
History witnessed-
Stars, named after much deliberation,
But untitled remained the labour.