Wine Poem by Mohammad Tabish

Wine



Forbidden lures you crafting you an infidel
Ah... tonight I hold the blessed cup of wine

God bless you warrior in the war fields
Tonight all the cups are rich holding wine

I have bled pleading in front the God
To bless you the magical cup of wine

The food has been promised
The toil craves for the cup of wine

A menial pulls the protesting cart
Hidden behind must be love of wine

Fractured - the parched earth – soliciting
'Lend me the cup of wine'

Stain your prayer rug with droplets of wine
'O Believer’ here-after promised are rivers of wine

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Vipins Puthooran 01 January 2012

We've to obtain our promises) a good poem

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Dave Walker 01 January 2012

Like it, a great poem.

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