Addiction Poem by Kabin Ghimire

Standard of eight was my fate
Mates and friends makes me abet
Though i have no any interest
Utlizatation of my flaccid nature
Which the addiction makes me adhere.
For a while my acuity was lost
When it was first,
The hades turns to heaven with in a lapse
But i know its fully illusive to me
Playing with cronies was my fault
By which i am not more than a puppet
Of my emotions and thought only of my emotions and thoughts.
There are many to abet but none to assist
Odium are still awake to retaliate
The path cannot forgo by which i am addict
And the en-snare will not abate at any extent.
Oh! father are you really there! ! !