SMOG

runs amok

and makes me talk..

I love to adorn

myself with a

pink lip-gloss,

...  lip-stick,

....  lip-pencil,

to make my lips look like flowering petals

that often are a poet's delight.

Spending endless hours

      in the stores,

selecting shades,

trying them on,

pursing the pair of them

for that natural blend.

Spending a whopping sum,

on myriad shades so winsome,

All to keep my being

proud and vain.

Lo!

All in vain.

As I step out

with my lipstick on...

I camouflage,

...all my time I spent in stores,

...all my time I spent at home,

preening in front of the mirror,

...all the expenses I incurred,

With the obnoxious mask!

Oomph gasping in the mask!!

My vanity far from fair!

The appalling look…

make gurgling babies cry,

wagging dogs bark,

a fearsome stranger on the run,

either out of a gas chamber

...or to visit one!

Well! Well! Well!

Well-being! Wisdom!! Watch-out!!!

is my trinity

Reason wins over Vanity!

Just want to make sure to preserve

my precious pair of Lungs

in the pinkest of hues -

PINK!!!