Treasure Island

Litan Dey

(15/04/89 / Tripura, INDIA)

Wine


I am soft grapes
Dark red in nature
Sometimes with a purplish tinge
You wish to use
Dance with my flow
And slept with my aroma
But i am in the jail
Your lips and tongue
Plays with me and my body
I can not endure more
We do not have thirst!
One day we all escape
There will be emptiness
You run for breath
We will hold it.
We do not invite
You can not blame us
Cold and blue
Jump to conclusions.

Submitted: Thursday, August 01, 2013
Edited: Friday, August 02, 2013

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The life of alcohol and their threats to human

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