Welcome to the Future

Rating: 4.1

Richard propped up the bottles
like bowling pins

I had fallen into despair
did this bother him

when Richard left I broke
my throat I bit my tongue

cracked teeth my mouth split my lip
smashed chairs in the bar trashed

poems I was writing
all this breaking was very expensive

there is no Richard but I think it was Richard
who had the idea of pouring libations

because of the stumbling thirst
because our lives are like that

I am writing this to do as right as possible by Richard
think back to the bed look out at the bar

the fragrant medicinal flasks
I don't care to drink anymore because when I drink

it makes me hopeless
Richard, are you going to come back

to the bar where you belong
or just leave me here

here is a flask
I am tired of being metaphysical

our bar is a winter bar
at night we need the dream

of all the objects lined up in a row

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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 05 April 2016

It makes me hopeless! With the muse of your life. Thanks for sharing.

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Akhil Raveendran 22 April 2016

CONGRATULATION FOR SELECTING YOU AS MODERN POET OF THE DAY..

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Sandra Feldman 22 April 2016

A dream perhaps or nightmare were reality and fantasy are mixed, illogically, as dreams are. But the reader feels it and can see it too. Quiet a poem!

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Ratnakar Mandlik 22 April 2016

A beautifully envisioned great poem with a fantastic flight of imagery. Thanks for sharing it here.

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Savita Tyagi 22 April 2016

Wow! What a poem! Super expressions! Super skill! A modern poem in every way!

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Pranab K Chakraborty 22 April 2016

Fantastic expression to expose poetic passion. Beauty sometimes makes all the objects useless. Thanks.

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Anil Kumar Panda 22 April 2016

Very nice. Thanks for sharing and congrats.

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