Fame
like the sea
changing
turning
waning
waxing
like a craving
it comes
it goes
it speeds up
it slows
clashing its swords
of photos and news
gossip and whispers
of rich ladies and misters
flashes
and lights
harnessing talent
of the bright
isn’t it crazy?
people are obsessed about certain names
in a certain order
spelled a certain way
I guess thats just a thing called
fame
but a question tugs
nags
yanks
pulls
does anyone know?
how the world of fame goes?
Poems are things you write when you feel things too big to say, and things too big to feel. Everything here is my own work, picked up from flashes and memories and small remarks that stayed with me. I hope you find something that stays with you
Expressionist 
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