Fame

Fame, a flickering flame, A desire from which we cannot abstain. For some, it's a game, For others, it's a means to sustain. The taste of success, The glittering lights, Is but a transient caress, In the midst of the worldly fights. Fame, a seductive charm, A path that leads to admiration and applause. For some, it's a blanket that keeps them warm, For others, it's a dream with hidden claws. The highs are electrifying, The lows can be devastating, The limelight is mesmerizing, But the shadows can be suffocating. Fame, a double-edged sword, A journey with ups and downs. For some, it's a rewarding reward, For others, it's a path that astounds. It can bring happiness and wealth, Or it can be a lonely road. The pursuit of it can bring health, But it can also corrode the soul. Fame, a fickle mistress, Whose embrace can be both sweet and sour. In the end, it's up to us to confess, To decide if it's worth its power.