I wrote plenty of pages,
Spoke millions of words,
Demonstrated too many things,
And gave a lot of illustrations.
Then realised, all is a waste

Nobody read my pages,
No one understood my speech,
Everyone ignored my actions,
No attention to the illustrations!

I'm done trying!..
I'll just sit in that dark room,
Watch those flowers not bloom.
At least, I'm not frying.

After all these stress,
Now I understand,
All is vanity!....
And Vanity is empty!


© Queen Ova