Addiciton Missed Poem by Lakshmi Venkataraman
Addiciton Missed
Reality lifts the veil of fantasy
Like a drug to an addict, a compulsive obsession.
Deprived, lost and abandoned
The de addiction centre gives no respite.
From a deep well came a lonely call from within.
Answer me, not. Nay!
The doctor is the killer.
An abyss. Words. The fall.
It was all just a trance to nowhere.
Too cautious n lost.
May silence prevail!
Inshaallah
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