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Dec 2015
How my roots reached deep  i dont  understand,
Just a dip of the finger in honey was once
Then twice to hundreds of times,
I feel the thing taking over like a master sometimes
This aint honey any more
Now i feel im done, not defeated you know
Im done of my afflictions to this addiction
Time was true to my conviction before  accusation,
Many days waiting for the planetary alignment
A single focus was after enlightment ,
the light to the darkness was my endowment,
Evade its craving and fate of the cascate as the beast chuckles on the feast
Enraged i clench my fist,
tragic loves and terrible betrayals its taste
The missed flights and broken plans
Judge not lest you be judged,
The beast in me demanding to be fed
What it asks is unnatural and weird,
Pushed a catholic  for pork on lent
All my days fighting i spent
Sometimes i win this fight sometimes i lose to its palate,
thinning my wallet
But now am wise and i realise,
What am i even fighting for,
I call the shots  and therefore,
The beast imma lock him up in darkness for ever,
The might of the conscious is bigger
Imma tap just to a quarter
Replace this bad habit and tell the devil to kiss my ***
Written by
andrew juma  universal
(universal)   
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   Sumina Thapaliya
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