[My poet-friend, Sangeetha Mundhra submitted this poem in desidirectory.com I am posting it here on her behalf]
By Sangeeta Mundhra
Oh! What a tragedy!
This life, a gift from God
Nurtured by Mother’s Love
Brought up by father’s care
Lost - wasted in a puff …
Nothing remains of it now –
Not even the ashes.
Everything is blown away in smoke –
Smoke full of sugar brown,
L.S.D., heroin, God-forbidden stuff! !
You poor soul!
What did you do!
For a pleasure momentary
You punctured your veins,
Filled your lungs with poison.
The very blood in your veins,
Every breath passing through your being
Became a curse to you
Dooming you to a Death
So terrible as to frighten Death itself.
Yes, there was hope.
You had a chance
To redeem yourself of this curse.
But you could not
Fight the scorpions biting you.
The Devil within you
Craved for the deadly stuff –
Knowing well that it was leading you
Down the path of no return
You succumbed to its desires
No more caring about the result.
For a pleasure momentary
You lost your life
To the accursed devil
The DRUG DEVIL!
Angel..hi very nice poem ur friend wrote send her my regards...and also my poem 'kiss of death' its a tenner cheers
Well just in case if you care, We Smoke Dope to fill in the hole that's in our hearts, Because this world is breaking apart, No power, no money No chance to study Living in a hell it's like a spell hard to break and it will always be around like a small stain, But we got no way to take away this pain Drugs can kill you but so can this world
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
we have to fight... but the saddest of all, everything we touch is drug....anything to which, you have affinity isdrug......