Life as a drunkard
by bhumika vats
I talk with the winds that blow
Kiss the fresh sun rays
Play with the shivery snow
With the free birds I fly
Move as their wings do,
High I walk on the sky..
And when pains surround,
Dead wounds bleed,
Agonies abound..
I take a puff of ***
And steam out the smoke
I feel the earth rotate..
And hazy seem the folk
Or I sip in the bitter booze
Bitter then my aches..
Till all my awaken senses I loose
And out I reach a place of delight..
Far far away from my blues..
Or a drug I dope
Minimizing the life
Killing the hopeless hope..
And I reach a world of my own
A world of solitude
A world where I survive alone
Where no pains exist
Where I rule my fate
A world that shakes and wobbles
A world that oscillates
They call me a drunkard
They say I am insane
But I am a cheerful being
Burning away my strain
In a desperation to heal
I take in the poison
Though some moments of my life I steal..
In my own tune I sing
For life is a merry game
They call me a drunkard..
And I love this name
They call me a drunkard..
And I love this name
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