Penchant Poem by J Sheba Anandhi

Penchant



A sleek delectation once,
A distasteful mint since
The enticing hood is chipped off,
There's no need to arbitrate
Or abstemiously adjudicate,
For once the penchant is gone
Any more effort becomes forlorn.

Friday, April 2, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: lost,taste,reality
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