Poetry is addictive
Its rhymes, assonance, and anaphora
Enacting an enchantment
A hypnosis, a bewitchery
Hard to get out off
It goes deep
It is living while you are believing
And disbelieving
Gives subconscious advice
That maybe you must change your life
No recovery for the infection
No cure, no vaccine or amputation
Will help
The urging and the purging
And release of emotions
Of poem after poem after poem
Is what you love
by Susmita Mukherjee
