Divine Dazzle

Wallowing in jewellery is caught on always
Some women in society, well off, do float
On the luxury of indulgence, delicate or dandy
The other sob in the inner of unfulfillment

It does happen in all times, in all societies
Some get unwanted; some only inhale in
Nobody knows, even the dear ones soft-pedal
These rues don’t reach the suppressed

They possess many untold stories
Is there anybody to listen to their dirge?
Their heart rends apart; this is their lot
We dance attendance upon the dazzler!

Mental spur doesn’t necessarily splurge
On the marvel of glitters; eyes closed down
To some this is like a wedding sheet;
Some shed tears on the winding-sheet!

The basics are the same; you need food to meet
Your corporeal need, small but inevitable
Provender is needed for psychic uplift, too
Some teach to dream of; some breed in temptation

Anything new gives an aura of perfumed personality
Sans economic hinge it turns into doldrums,
Throwback to the root emits real beauty
It resembles eternal rocks beneath;
One has to run for it to enrich posterity

©Basudev Paul
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