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[ Sugar free ]

Sugar free
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OH!
I am a disease called Sugar[diabetes]
i am prescribed by all as a radical disease
Once I step into Your system
You all  stop enjoying and  start worrying
skipping all the puddings from  eating menu

All thorugh i am trained only With bitter thoughts
and waved for ever in  an ocean of sour feelings

Taste buds go awry with  resting of  limited options
With no chance to be sumptuous eateries at the shining table
All spring leaves look like Neem ones with autumn sour
Life appears to all this sick stricken as a total waste

All injuries go unhealed for some days to come
Any new cut pushes you all  to lots of worries
Love lacks sweetness  also in drops of nectar as long as i stay with in you
Lips go dry with nectar drops also tasting sour
Why do you all worry ?
pray the Almighty to take me away --far away from all of you
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  • --Beautiful--
    March 4, 2007
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    This is poem is a poem of many emotions. Hurt, suffering, pain, anger...and so on. The way you show it makes it sound all most funny though, though it isn't. I am blessed enough not to any desease worth worring about. Thank you for entering my contest and good luck!


    • Purush
      March 4, 2007
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      sweet memories

      I AM known diabetic since a decade,controlling my
      desires to limits.
      eating mangoes,grapes i avoided with much difficulty.
      no sugar in coffee since threedecades.yet the disease embraced me with lots of love and affection.
      for fun pl.
      sweet memories let them flash even in sour times
      with greets
      purush