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Luxe

And all the world is aglitter,
                                    Bedecked in glamour’s lurid sheen,
                                  Hearts fluttered by Mammon’s bluster,
                                       Minds by vanity daily preened.

                                   Shiny leather grants borrowed fame,
                                Flashlights blitz for the high-gloss game,
                                      Brittle egos puffed to the seams,
                                   Drab nights buffed by caviar dreams.

                                    Bidding wars rage for high price tags,
                                         Wallets open to sprinkle gold,
                                      The comfort of a purchased glow,
                                          Soothes all anxiety attacks.

                                       Few know life’s greatest luxury, 
                                          Is fleeing money’s forgery.

Copyright © Bernard Chan | Year Posted 2017

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Maria Williams Date: 12/10/2017 7:44:00 PM And under all that gold and glitter there is still the child in us- most of us I feel who still hanker for the old days where Family and good upstanding principles were the Key to a Life of Worth, and ego was not. I loved your astute words Bernard, and a fave for sure...Maria Login to Reply Bernard Chan Date: 12/10/2017 9:47:00 PM Well said. Couldn't agree more. Thank you, Maria. Much appreciated! :)

Anne-Lise Andresen Date: 12/10/2017 5:48:00 AM - "Drab nights buffed by caviar dreams".... love this line - Many dreams about wealth and luxury - Neither gold or money ... does not mean anything at all - A great poetic writing, Bernard - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Login to Reply Bernard Chan Date: 12/10/2017 6:09:00 AM Thank you for your visit and lovely comment, Anne-Lise :)