The Carouse Poem by Dave Tanwar

If I'll die today drinking this precious wine
I'll regret only why i never had enough wine
Of all the mortal pleasure that i could choose
Elvis Presley's blues or liquor's booze
reasons i have none why liquor i should deprive
after it's consumption even necrosis are revive
so worry not my lady & fill up another glass or two
drink this nectar & let not ecstasy flew
when booze filled glass beckoned delight
in every sip of carouse when enthrall incite
embrace creed of wyne & cease your reservations
give wings to your desires & devour this sensation
we all have to sleep in the grave in the end
but serve me first with wine & scotch whiskey blend
this is something that not even angels despise
and yet being human to deny this wouldn't be wise
For we die tomorrow let we live today
Cheers the glass & let night appears like day...