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Jul 2017
Till day I blindly followed them all,
Till day I couldn't comprehend;
And now when I'm going to fall,
I see no way to make an amend.

I took them all, one by one,
and told others to do the same;
That time I could, only see the fun,
until I realized, that was an unwanted fame.

To fulfil my need,
to accomplish my desires;
to quench my greed,
I set it all on fire.

All that I took, was it actually needed,
or was it just, some silly infatuation;
Those influencers seemed, as if they pleaded,
or was it me, who brought this situation.

I know, the influences aren't only ones to blame,
I equally played a strong support role;
I was the one, who started this game,
Today also its me, who has the console.

Standing on the crossroad, I've to choose;
Which demons to release, to please or abuse.
This poem is based on the central idea of addiction...
The concern of drug addiction among youngsters nowadays, has become a grave issue of discussion....
This raises the need for awareness, along with steps to combat it...
I hope my poem, which is one of the many written on this issue make soeme difference
Written by
Abhisumat Singh  19/M/New Delhi
(19/M/New Delhi)   
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