Wednesday, June 24, 2009

The Bottles Call My Name- A Poem On Drinking


They are lying in the shops
All around the city
So pretty

They are full of liquid life
That is sloshing so beautifully
Calling me

They are in my budget now
But I cannot drink
I can only think

They are calling my name
I listen but I don't bother
Cuz if not me, they'd call some other

6 comments:

  1. damn,
    sell it to chivas guys...

    B.E.A.U.T.I.F.U.L.

    tc

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  2. The start, the prep, can be exciting. The store, all the booooooze
    Heehee
    Rock on!

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  3. You listen but you don't bother. Fool. :P

    Love how you call it "liquid life". Pretty phrase :) Keep it up!

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  4. Too good!
    Nice concept ;-)

    Regards,
    Dimple
    http://poemshub.blogspot.com

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  5. Your blog keeps getting better and better! Your older articles are not as good as newer ones you have a lot more creativity and originality now keep it up!

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