Plonk Poem by Steve Samuels

Plonk

Rating: 5.0


Plonk down your drink
Don't think.
This one's on me, just one-
What happened to the fun.

Pull down the shades
It fades.
The night comes in so fast
Why should this be the last.

In the morning light
You're right.
Beside me once again
The evening took my pain.

So, tomorrow
Come slow.
Don't think about the past
You're here to make it last.

Wednesday, May 7, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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A very good and nice poem.

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