Bottle Poem by Rini Shibu

My my a bottle is throttled. This bottle has lost its bottle! +++10

bottle of wine -is like a one pot meal; nothing else matters and no one else is needed. Necessity invents. Nice poem!

The great escape found in the bottle or in the trappings of a wardrobe. Shakespeare said the world is a stage and we are but players. The good news is we can choose to play along or rewrite the script.

She says it's fine! ! ! To dine with her. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

I believe you don't drink but you have written a very good poem on wine.

Wearing her goggles bottle dances and this is amazing really...