Words hovering around the fringes of my mind
Refusing to emerge out
All coiled up, frozen and entwined
Have been sitting for hours in this drought
My page is empty
Damn!
Can only write when I am drunk
Drunk on your love
Drunk on you
Being drunk is one think But being in a drunk like state from another can be quiet different You tell your poems with such depth Love duncan X
drunk on you, i mean thats when you see life right? thats when life begins.. another nice thought here. Preets
Then again have you ever mused the reversal possibilities of LOVE FIRST & then write a Poem inspired by your encounter, recite it out loud...AND THEN DRINK TO YOUR SUCCESS! LOL.....Great WRITE T.O.'''''''''''''''FJR
words of love blocked? ...get drunk with you...wow that's so passionate...love...nalini
Drunk on Love.............has its own language unspoken......great rite.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I understand :) ~ worse when the page is empty and you're sober ~kelly