MY ADDICTION - AYESHA FARIDI
I am restless
I am still
Restlessness inside of me
Stillness on my face
Bizarre is the feeling
Whenever you I see
My eyes are trapped
By your luscious lips
My eyes are fixated
On your mesmeric eyes
Those jet black hairs set with perfect style
Ensnares my heart
I don’t know why
Your silver voice
Your gracious poise
Make me sure and certain
You’re my perfect choice
Dusky skin, well-chiseled face
Charming smile; vivacious grace
Make me stupefied and inebriated
Like a drunk or addict incapacitated
Your curves are wonderland
Where I’d love to be lost until I die
Your bosoms I’d say are glands
So full with drug that gives me high.
***
Yes, I’m an addict
And I confess and admit
I’m addicted to looking
At your beauty on my TV screen
Admire how you look
And how you preen
I remain stuck in front of the screen
Until you disappear
And no more of you I can see
You are my addiction
Your beauty is the drug
My life will be incomplete
Until I get your hug.
| 
Email this Poetry
| 
Add to reading list
