My Kryptonite
My Kryptonite
Sweet tooth is the sweet truth of mine.
And my kryptonite! Any time, day, or night.
I know, this is wrong, not right.
May be termed as vice!
But to me perfect and nice.
Sweet attachment inherited from my father
Transmitted to all siblings: Sister and brother.
I hold disciplined persona with controlled life- style
Showing my exact profile.
Yet can’t restrain myself from sweet dish
Always to relish.
In any party or feast
I eat little from main course
letting sufficient space for desserts
to satisfy greedy sweet taste buds
though inviting health hazards.
In spite of sugar problem, I feel helpless
but to indulge sweet intakes:
My kryptonite
through day and night.
10/08/21
'Your Kryptonite'
Contest by Anthony Biaanco
Copyright © Anisha Dutta | Year Posted 2021
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