When hunger came
I went to kitchen
Cooked rice
Made a soup of chicken
Hunger lessened
Had a glass of wine
Felt not comfortable
To have the food alone
Took the mobile phone
Called to him
Who lives same as I
Welcoming sudden invitation
He is to come
Prepared the table for two
Second glass of wine
Toasted with the friend
We had a happy time
Talking about problems
Transcendent solution
To the boarding evening
Tomorrow
How it will be
Hunger is not the curry for meal all the time
Wine is not the friend for loneliness all the time
Wow! You really know how to describe the 'under-belly' of living. The human condition in all its forms. Thank you for sharing your poetry.
The solitude is well described in your pen! ! ! is very difficult to deal with it every day, then they come when they could, Friends.
You are so natural... you are to give a different experience altogether over here. Thank you for the invitation.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very wise words. Good poem.