Inspired by “The Picture of Dorian Grey”
He’s craving for the human touch,
A maniac for love.
And there’re no words for him ‘too much’.
His mind’s always above –
Above the world, opinions, math.
His ego is the king.
Considers he the only path
Of his external ‘bling’.
He says, “You’re just a fake, a shade,
Interior design.
By awful artist you were made,
And not a friend of mine.
Stop following me! I don’t need
Presence of ugliness.”
He never pays for what he did –
His portrait bears all mess.
Till now his face opens the gates
To art of narcissism
For all his modern duplicates –
Sic ego’s mechanism.
4.04.2018