Tagged: drunk

poem about sorrow 4

Give Me a Beer

Poem   It was only me, the pen, the paper. Perfect. Let’s have a drink, maybe two? What do you think? Oh Muse, let’s meet in Paradise, I want to see you next to...

affliction poem 0

Drunk

Poem   Your lips – red as wine. The wine I drink every night and day – sweet, divine! I see tears on your cheeks- wet, burning your pallid skin. Little smile, sad and...

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I Will Not Beg For Mercy

Poem I can’t remember anything, the day, the night the faces, was it rum or vodka in my glass, or it was your poison, your eyes. As the sun is shining blindingly, I thank...

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Alarm Clock Pointing West

Spoken Word   New Years Eve tells tales Champagne wishes bloom at night Signs they may come true Everywhere you see Plans coming to fruition Notwithstanding booze Further down the road The obstacles placed...