Vandita talks about substance abuse and how it leads to deaths of children, in this poem, exclusively for Different Truths.
Another gloomy day beckons me
To the streets where I once loitered
In gay abandon
Scurrying with a carefree gait.
How reckless and unkempt was I then.
A grim and horrific sight
A steely eyed, hooked nosed rake
Luring a lad to ecstasy
Or so, he claimed.
A white powder that promised him
Good grades, vibrancy, prosperity
And the promises went on…
The boy was duped into a trap
He would never wriggle out from
Until he finally succumbed
To Death’s frozen paws.
Two others were entrapped within minutes
Soon children swarmed in hoards,
Trying to exchange pocket money
For this sweet poison.
Their hands tremulously shrugging
The other customers eyeing their place in the queue.
I could see a bleak future,
I could see Death lurking around,
What a vicious trap it was!
©Vandita Dharni
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Vandita Dharni is a merit holder, in post-graduation, in English, from Allahabad University. She also has doctorate degree. She has submitted articles, poems and short stories that have been published in several journals and international magazines. Her anthologies are Quintessential Outpourings and The Oyster of Love. Her poems were read on the John Kavanagh show. She has been honoured with the Poetic Galaxy Award 2018 by the Literati Cosmos Society and the Double Cross Award.
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