On the darkest of days
And the blackest of nights
I've seen through a bottle
Some astonishing sights
Rats flying like bats
And pink elephants too
Maneating insects
And a hippo or two
But the worst of it all
Comes the following day
When the bottle is empty
And you face a new day
A drinks not the answer
Jus adds to the strife
Its a blanket for comfort
That will smother your life
So go seek a solution
Don't put off or wait
For life is to precious
You can't leave it to late.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice write this one Graham, a clever start and a good poem accomplished. Very nice read. Love Ernestine XXX