Jessel Jane Tevar

(December 6,1988 / Philippines)

*The Wine and Me


I asked the moon to drink with me tonight;
he just gave me a heavy sigh,
as though he heard that plea from me
a thousand times before.
Morning after morning, I don't see the sun;
that was after the day you were gone.
I filled my cup with wine,
the sounds of it seems music to my ears.
I wish to fade as you fade
with the passing years.
Every gulp of it brings the memory
when you were here by my side.
'You'll be back' - a sentimental lie.
My cup was empty and i filled it again.
Only now, the tears flowed like rain.
'You did want me' - another lie.
And i drink with my shadow
as the time passes by.
I was slowly consumed, like fire down a candle;
like drops of water flowing like a passing river.
The taste of wine on my lips
seems so sweet...I drank again.
'You miss me'- a sweeter lie.
I drank till the dawn is nigh.
I ask only to be drunk forever
and never wake...
to lie forgotten with the darkness;
to sleep forgotten in the depths of a lake.
'You did love me' - the sweetest lie.
I wish to fade as the years pass by.
But tonight, there's just this wine and me
forgotten with the wind.
With our endless torments,
with our bitter tears...
There's just this wine and me to let me forget you
and the sorrows of a thousand years.

Submitted: Saturday, February 02, 2008
Edited: Wednesday, April 08, 2009

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  • Ed Nigma (1/20/2014 2:31:00 AM)

    A drink to remember
    A drink to forget
    Oh, the vices bestowed upon man

    Sweet lines. No pun intended (Report) Reply

  • Kesav Easwaran (7/17/2009 3:37:00 AM)

    Quite natural you ask the moon to drink with you for you haven't seen 'your sun' for days...but the moon too is reluctant... imagination here is sweet and sober and sofly romantic...you are drinking out bringing out your grief your pains in a sweet way in this write Jane...good work...thanks...10 (Report) Reply

  • Estrella Baldemosa (8/17/2008 8:47:00 PM)

    denial, denial...don't we all do that at one point of our lives. many can relate...ah! the wine, overflowing like the tears of defeat. (Report) Reply

  • Stone Granite (5/21/2008 1:52:00 AM)

    Your articulation of something many of us can relate to is excellent. Wine is a wonderful choice, too. Wine is the drink of romance. Of course, I would ply myself with beer, how pitiful does that sound? Nicely done Jane. (Report) Reply

  • Louie -Love & Peace- Levy (4/26/2008 7:05:00 PM)

    Wine begone *

    To drown one's sorrow, and gasp for Love?
    Barren are Moons, without Human elixir
    Hopeful romantics, of themselves requite
    Days are venues, when evenings, delight
    Lovers, lack therein, that which is truth

    Toast to 'Self ', without remorseful tears
    Best friends become, of their youthful years
    No need possessing, that which is requited
    Rose petaled lips do blossom, their stems delighted

    Bodies lust that which love must uncover
    Express yee poet, self be the nostalgia of
    innocence, yet re-discovered.

    ...louie
    4.27.2008

    To; my spiritually
    talented, poet friend,
    Jane Tevar (Report) Reply

  • Rani Turton (3/21/2008 8:38:00 AM)

    Wine brings oblivion but very very temporary, isn't it Jane. You'll carry on from strength to strength even without that glass of wine. Courage and thanks fo rth epoem which is a very fine one. (Report) Reply

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