Poem - The Fame

Oh dear fame,
You can make people,
change their name,
You can make everything brighter,
but alas, the soul may remain the same.

You become ink to poet's pen,
make the words golden, that were lame,
You win them huge audiences,
whole world they want to claim.

You break everyone's heart when you go,
but nobody exactly remembers when you came,
As per your wish you may shift places and people,
like a magic impossible to tame.

                                                             - N K Sran