Ankita Bhattacharjee


Flatterer - Poem by Ankita Bhattacharjee

Full of sweetness he was;
Like a berry dipped in atropine.
Amidst insecurities,
T'were his words
That seemed divine.
Endless praises he ushered me with;
Ruse bullets they were, who knew?
Endless pride shattered into crumbs
Realization when dawned that t'was all fake.

Topic(s) of this poem: fake love, falsehood, lies, praise, realization

Form: Acrostic


Comments about Flatterer by Ankita Bhattacharjee

  • Genova MaaaGenova Maaa (6/15/2017 12:21:00 AM)

    Endless praises he ushered me with;
    Ruse bullets they were, who knew? it was all fake.
    the feeling and emotions of a woman when it is offended......... your poem conveys it. thankyou. dear poetess.
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  • Dr Tony BrahminDr Tony Brahmin (6/1/2017 8:33:00 AM)

    Like a berry dipped in atropine... soooooo nice a comparison..

    divine.
    Endless praises...... all fake...... realizations that.. we hear, see and experience.... it may be negative but it teaches us lessons for good......... thank you dear poetess for this beautiful poem. tony
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    Ankita BhattacharjeeAnkita Bhattacharjee(6/1/2017 11:59:00 AM)

    Thank you Sir! I'm glad you enjoyed the read.😊

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 31, 2017

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 31, 2017


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