An Ode To Being Drunk! Poem by Anita Atina
An Ode To Being Drunk!
Wobbly headed, seeing double, slow to react,
Will my head float away if I don’t hold it down?
Speech tripping, tongue thickened,
Can I drink anymore!
Eyelids threaten to close as I walk,
The worlds in slow mo,
Sleep beckons with seductive charms,
Can I drink anymore?
I thought drinking was a panacea to forgetfulness,
No one told me that I would remember more vividly,
What brought me to this state in the first place!
Can I drink anymore?
What joy, what sorrow, what bliss,
Is this it?
Drinking to forget and remembering more,
Can I drink anymore?
what a great piece you wrote, here! i liked it, smiling at you-
remember my friend, he got drunk so bad, he stepped forward once but stepped backward twice..so he never get home..he is tired and unwitty..he stopped and saw everything around him is turning..so he laid..and conclude..to just wait for his house to come...hahahaha
very sobering to me. which i fail to understand when i'm drinkin' to get drunk.. eye enjoyed reading. and that's the sober truth.
Nice poem Anita, I never know when I've had enough and that is my downfall, and I always say never again, oh well maybe one to let the New Year in with, Happy New Year to you, best wishes Lynda
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 10:49:19 AM # 1.0.0.1119
wow i really like the final stanza, tis an awsome poem