The choice is always simple,
Love, Poetry or Wine?
The one that makes you high
To back your back
To hold you tight.
For you must get
The blissful waves
Through your lover's touch, the magical verse or the dancing of the vine.
But somehow if you wake up,
In the solitude of your room
Wanting to cry or thinking twice,
Remember that your choice was wrong
And accepting it is fine.
For you shall get to choose again
From the ever so simple list.
Love, Poetry or Wine?
-Abhishikta
3 comments:
Neither :P choose to travel - especially when you are young ! To see the world and feel a high... Who knows when the world will end ? And I will always have a regret i did not see sunset at Parthenon :D
You have your favourite person already following this road to self happiness :)
Ami shei forever idiot :D
Besides, i am not much of a believer in single ticket travelling :)
But I loved the poem :)
And single ticket travel has it's pluses - though I guess it's good to have a person sharing the scenery :)
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