‘Allergy of my soul’

‘Allergy of my soul’

It kept craving and wouldnt be satisfied
I fed it with pies and candy yet;
It refused to be pacified
I took it to the best hotels with assorted drinks and  meat;
it didnt appreciate and kept craving for strong meat.
That; I couldn’t fathom

“Oh you ingrate
I gave thee all pleasures of life
But you wouldn’t be satisfied
Took you for adventures but wouldn’t stop seeking and searching.
You are wearying!
Irking me to my bones
Making me moving within cones”

But I was a fool
My soul had an allergy
For junks, costly apparels and pleasure.
Of the things money can’t afford;
In unison it demands in one accord
The imperishable, food for immortals.
Poor me,
I fed my lion with veggies!

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