Addiction Poem by VIPINS PUTHOORAN

Addiction

Rating: 3.0


How many times
You could inject on my being
O, thirst my spirit
And squeeze my blood.
How long could you successful
to stab your poison
into my hearts wounds?
But 'twon't burst out now
The rage I enchained in my heart
Is unassailable now.
I may soar and outroar
And jump from high mountains
Remember! Listen!
I am not your slave.....
I would rather die than be a slave

Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: heart
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Neethu Prasanna 27 March 2013

It is really a deep emotions fortified with your style of writing! And I liked the sentence of self pride too which won't allow us to kneel down

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Great! ! Very deep indeed that's a strong message pened there

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Jacqui Broad 04 November 2011

This is so strong and powerful... Enraged pride - I will not bend my knees...strong characteristic.

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Allemagne Roßmann 16 September 2011

Getting addicted to the undercurrent..well written

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Stefanie Fontker 15 September 2011

Passionate, your unwillingness to bow down is a representation of your strong character. Very good.

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