Wine Poem 1 - Poem by Pradip Dasgupta
enough the heart bleeds in
let it get relief by the
glassful of wine.
let not the drops of pleasure
fall on the floor otherwise
my drunkenness will be
play the music of life,
shamefulness and let inhibition
dance with me.
leaving the imprisonment,
I will let my soul free.
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