You’re Free But I

Youre Free But I short poem

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Love is a nicotine, hurts but, it’s mine.
The angry pulse feels like a needle tussle,
ain’t no relief, drunk in your memory old monk.

Blood rushing in cold, as the moment unfolds,
Mind, all numb, noise of the silent voice.
These eyes, tears no less than quinine o’ mine.

You, an addiction, I can’t quit nor meet,
breathe, it sighs, heaves heavy as you leave as
you’re gone, in this smoke with hope lost to dope.

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Monali Longmailai

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I finished Doctorate in Linguistics from North-Eastern Hill University, Shillong, Meghalaya (India)and started teaching at Tezpur University, Assam. I was born on 2nd November, 1983 in my hometown, Haflong, in Assam (India). Haflong is in the lap of nature and the beautiful Barail mountains have always inspired me to dream and write. I wrote my first poem 'roses' when I was 10 years old though I lost that piece as a young child. I have been writing several poems since then as a young girl and a confused teenager, but very few though more meaningful ones, as of now. Shillong with its scenic beauty keeps me engrossed with photography, fun with friends, social activities and a little time for poetry amidst the hectic research schedules. My poetry themes vary from nature to ambitions, from self questions to relationships. My other favorite pastimes include, writing short stories and quotations, trekking, shopping, sketching, travel and many others. I do not know what future brings in, with poetry for me, but it's something I love doing when I'm best left with, all by myself and my world of emotions.
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asoke kumar mitra
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good one, style is new. but heart wrenching.

Savi Mani
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a beautiful poem written in your own style dear Monali @drmonali_longmailai….oh love does hurts and the pain is felt by the person only…still the love becomes an addiction…forever……even after love leaves us………what a wonderful poem, few lines short poem but with deep meaning………nice poem dear

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