Portrait of An Addict

From tottering infantile footsteps
Gangly adolescence and vibrant youth
Desire to taste forbidden fruits
Hobnob with society discards

Ever beckoned by distant drums
Weird people practising witchcraft
Entranced by strange rituals
Rebelling against established norms

Corrupted by wild flights of fantasy
Urge to attain impossible dreams
Sermonizing on unknown subjects
Engaged in creating hell on earth

Shunning filial ties
Ignorant of the anguish of loved ones
Reviled by all but the ignorant
And pitied by a few

Unwashed, malodorous, skeletal frame
Vacant eyes a fiery red
Registering no events, recognizing none
A pitiable mannequin in a dynamic world

Ever shrouded in a haze of acrid smoke
From endless cannabis trips
Unhinged from his roots
With no conclusion or hope
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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November 21, 2012 at 8:23 PM
Sumit,, Stopping by to greet you and every other soup poet, with a special thank you comment, during this wonderful Thanksgiving season. Hope you do not mind the time I am taking to express my sincere appreciation for any support you have offered during the years, or time you have been here on the soup. I am deeply thankful and extend to you my best wishes for a happy and healthy Poetic Magical Thanksgiving Day. *Always & Forever, the Poet Destroyer; -*
Majumdar Avatar
November 21, 2012 at 10:43 PM
Thank you for remembering dear
Kamal Avatar
October 11, 2012 at 10:37 AM
Ever beckoned by distant drums Weird people practising witchcraft Entranced by strange rituals Rebelling against established norms I really like that verse! Very expressive!
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October 10, 2012 at 6:29 PM
A stark description... splendid work!!! Terry (& thanks for your kind comments on 'Boa's Ark')
Rozario Avatar
October 7, 2012 at 10:28 AM
there's always light at the end of the tunnel...hope you'll make it through...best wishes.
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October 7, 2012 at 11:02 AM
Thanks, but rebirth of an addict is rare, my friend, although I have seen some.
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