Experience With The Bottle Poem by vijay gupta

Experience with the bottle
It was a dark night.
Cool & mild breeze was blowing.
I was in leisure & alone in my tent
Away from my village,
away from my native people,
and away from my beloved.
Sweet memories were making me unpleasant.
I was puzzled & there was no way of rescue
Suddenly my hand went into the self
And a bottle of wine came before me.
I opened the cork & wine went slowly & slowly in my belly.
I could not know why it happens
But I realize that the bottle of wine had become
the rescuer from the pain of loneliness at that time
and it is also playing the role of a rescuer in my life still now.
(From the diary of soldier)