Fame

What mystery is in this thing call fame, that makes some people rise and then fall flat? Maybe their bloated ego led them to Shame. What misery is in this thing call fame, that makes a simple soul famous and never remain the same? A sober soul met fame and turned to a spoilt brat. What misery is in this thing call fame, That makes some people rise and then fall flat? ( August, 2017)

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M. L. Kiser

Date: 9/20/2018 5:11:00 PM

Some great questions to ponder in this Triolet. Well done!

Susan Palli

Date: 9/20/2018 4:49:00 AM

So true, fame in the wrong hands is a disaster! Well done!

M. L. Kiser

Date: 9/12/2018 5:06:00 AM

I've wondered that, too. Well penned.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 9/7/2018 4:33:00 PM

Hi, Modupe welcome back. I am coming to day 5 because it was my birthday. Nice seeing that you wrote a triolet on that day. It's one of my favorite forms, and I agree with you on your condemnation of bloated egos.