To My Alcoholic Friend Poem by menash mohan shrestha

In one of the tiresome night,
With a man who is eager to fight,
A man like a preaching prophet,
His words that I can never forget.
A great chance I have, to endeaveour,
Into a mind i'm spying for,
Saying,
I would be your gretest saviour,
Even in the issue that I never seek for,
A lonely night I always long,
If you should come with your mind high on.
Please don't get me so wrong.
As you are the only friend I can count on.