He took steps to make his name,
They called it friendly Fame.
A robust player played the game,
He won the ferocious Fame.
His talents shine like a flame,
Dazzling the darkening Fame.
No wonder he’s no longer the same,
Reaching the pinnacle of Fame.
Auditions and concerts introduced success,
Fans clap, his art is exceptional, they confess.
With experience, money rolled into his pocket,
To the limelight, he reached like a rocket.
Gossips and criticism surround his mind now,
Fashionable he turns, they scream “Wow.”
Time passed after rolling several dices,
His life was filled with many vices.
Where are those gifts and happy days?
His family, friends and homely rays?
His privacy and inner voice have been lost,
He questions himself, is this the cost?
His grandmother’s stories have been erased,
The lovely memories of how he was raised?
Alone he stands, with a blurred face,
Unrealistic life with a flawed name.
Now he realises it was a double game,
Mischievously played by the False Fame.