Novice, Still Am I

Still a novice, pushed into world of avarice. Hearts gilded with greed, beautifully masked faces, so sweet indeed! Faces elated under twinkling night, welcoming your journey, in the corner, plotting, cruel indeed! Smiling lips, Scintillating eyes, feeding on your sorrows to survive. Still a tyro, struggling to thrive. Anima ingrained with misdeed, charmingly masked malice, sugary indeed! Faces basking under scorching sun, congratulating on your success, in the neck of the woods, conspiring, callous indeed! Dancing body, singing voice, waiting for your sorrow to arrive! sristi a vagabond