I got you thinking
I am the greatest
On me you get wasted
Assuming I'm the sweetest
Sensation
I eat your
Revelations
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Author:
Mutley Ravishes (
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- Published: January 16th, 2025 18:44
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- Users favorite of this poem: Tristan Robert Lange
Comments4
Wow. This is direct enough to grab one's attention and cryptic enough to leave them lingering, searching for the inner meaning it speaks to them within. That, imho, is true art. Multiple interpretations fit this...for me, it spoke of addiction because that is something that has affected me personally. But that need not be what it is about. Again, that is the brilliance of this brief but extremely impactful poem. Well done, my friend! πΉπ
Thanks for your kind, insightful comments, Tristan! I too, have struggled with compulsive habits. In the rhyme, I was pointing more at an energy within than a substance (assuming it was a substance issue). However, having reread it, I can see that it fits substance abuse just as well.
I hope you are in the clear now with addiction. For me, dwelling in the Church of Smyrna has helped a lot.
Have a great weekend!
Yes, I am in the clear. Thankfully. The church has been a help to me too. I hope you have a great weekend as well, my friend!
That's great to hear!
A few lines that pack a punch. Lovely
Thanks, Soren
Nothing like a punch in the nose
I need some of those
Sometimes!
Nicely done. This flows really well.
Thanks, Tom. The water is starting to flow through the Church of Smyrna!
Hereβs hoping that the allure matches the revelation in whatever the obsession or compulsions may be !
Gotta go down before we can come up!
Thanks for dropping by.
Youβre welcome ππ»πππ»
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