Materialistic Life
What's in this Life?
It's nothing but conceited.
I'm afraid it will corrupt me
And make me obnoxious.
What's in this Life?
It's nothing but fraud,
Filled with stories and likes,
Statuses and calls.
Where is that simplicity?
The one that was once praised.
Which used to charm people,
And used to cut through every craze.
What is with the gazes?
That scrutinise your laces.
Why don't they understand?
Prada is worn by even the devil and his slaves!
Copyright © Saniya Shroff | Year Posted 2018
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