“No one told me you can love someone and still be miserable. How is that possible?”
― Krista Ritchie, Addicted to You
You are an addiction
a hard habit to break
I’m trying to get over to you
I’m trying so hard
But everything
every effort goes in vain
when those shiny sapphire eyes
gaze at me
You are an addiction
an abomination
you are bad enough to me
an obsession
am trying to get over to you
but always falls for that
devilish smile
every time you look at me
Oh!
You are an addiction
I’m fixated on you
like a shiny trinket
a prize to be won
I gravitate towards you
as my whole being
is orbiting around you
madly
You are an addiction
my inclination towards
your bad behavior makes me
want you even more
Oh!
you are a bad influence
to me
You are an addiction
my predilection for something
banned
always intrigues me
your enticing passion laced words
makes me
want to commit
that cardinal sin forever
Oh ! you are an addiction to me.
I want to get over you, baby.
Photo by Manan Chhabra on Unsplash
Every para brings out how addicted you are to this person!
Well written 😃
Do visit my page to check out some of my poems and quotes 😊
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Thanks so much Pranav for liking the poem.Glsd you could feel the obsession in the words.Will definitely check out yours too.
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😃
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I’ve read this before … is it a reblog?
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Yes, I reblogged it.Sharp memory Kate
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lol I’m not just a pretty face .. no delete these comments so others don’t know 🙂
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Haha..no I’m keeping it
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😉
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Very nice as always!
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An old write.You can actually see how our writings change over time
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Yes indeed you can.
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Amazing
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Thanks Jessie
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I would probably have a long essay in reply to you query, but suffice to say, it is possible because we don’t love ourselves enough. but your poem has a playful side to it too so I am thinking it’s not “angsty” as I feel! love the levels of addiction you write on Megha, the nuances of feelings that saturate after each stanza, very good!
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Thanks Gina..You got it so well, it is indeed written on a playful note. More so on the lines of first crush or infatuation.That’s why it has all the fun gigly things a heart feels when it is obssessed with someone.Glad you like ti.Your comments make my day.
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I really enjoy your writing, you have a lovely repertoire! I did like it very much. Made this cynical woman smile a little as I read it. Yes I got the giggly fun, it was infectious.
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Aww I’m so happy I made someone smile today.Love and hugs Gina
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A beautiful depiction of addiction to the things we know are bad for us. Sometimes, the heart wins out over the brain!
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Yes…for me heart always won over the brain…haha.Thanks so much Inky for reading.
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Me, too, in most cases 🙂 Most welcome, Megha!
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I knew you are like me..I was about to add “How about you in the comment?”haha
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My heart has stomped all over my brain on a few occasions 🙂
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Aww dear , yup that the price we pay when we push the brain away.
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Sigh, yes… thank God the heart is resilient!!
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haha.Yes thank God for that.
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Your poetry is surely an addiction 🌸❤️
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haha..hopefully a good one. Wait, is addiction ever good?
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Some are desirous
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Haha..says a man with no vices..someone should ask me
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Lol.
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I get this, it is real
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Thanks so much Paul.and Yes it is,
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Oooh My, You reached down and unlocked some rogue memories I had locked up!! Now I’m going to have to chase them down again!! You had a powerful and moving capture of what it’s like to be addicted!!! Seems that happens easily for me! Luckily, I’m now addicted to an Angel and it doesn’t feel like an addiction although I know it is because I get nightmares about withdrawals!!!
Bravo, My Dear, Bravo!
xoxoxo
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Reading your wonderful poetry is becoming an addiction.
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Is it? Guess what I got this comment twice..haha
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LOL
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That is the definition of a dangerous love. You cant control who you love, one only prays that the recipient is worthy.
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Beautiful and well written. Anand Bose from Kerala
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Thanks so much Anand.Hoping the situation improves in Kerala soon.
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