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The beauty of fame
.
What do we call fame?
They are little flakes
On light bulbs
We find fame
As vulnerable wishes
Lettered on our tongues
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I see fame on white skies
As beauty of yellow sun
I see it in the night
As darkness lights
When little stars glitter
Upon our expectant eyes
.
Beauty is the tender mask
On every elated mind
But I am the fame
For this my heart
Lives as home of love
The solace place for smiles
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Why do we all want fame?
Because of lonely earth
Awaiting our names
On her pretty slabs
To be written in italics
With inking of eternal days
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I want to be the rendition
On sweet lips of artists
I want to be rhyme
Ending poet’s lines
I want to live as Ace
Clothed in beauty of fame
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Micheal Ace
#magicalpoetry
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