Man's relation with wine is as old as human civilization
Has been a great company in solitude, distress and stress
For nothing; wine has been blamed since ages like candle
Butterfly takes pleasure in consigning itself to candle flames
Still candle is blamed for the death of the butterfly
If one gets drawn oneself in wine to escape from life's reality
How can one blame wine for one's misery in life?
Despite all religions prohibit drinking as unethical
Still we find wine occupying prime place in our celebrations
If one take wine as enjoyment, it is soul lifting feelings
One good quality of wine which is admirable is that
Whosoever gets drunk, shall always speak the truth! !
One will never get answer to one's problems
If one gets drunk just to forget ones worry
All will be in vain, in self control lies the solution
Excess of every thing is bad whether love or hate
Only fool blames wine for his misery and helplessness
Remember always neither wine nor barman is to be blamed
If one wishes to enjoy wine, soar high in imagination
Always treat wine as your beloved, you will see its magic.
It is fact of life for all time to come till eternity
Wine shall remain part of our lives till eternity
By Mamutty chola
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I would like to translate this poem
Wine and dine, comes out the very mind. Some here some there, you lose the power. Yes. Wine serves no purpose but to ruin all that was by grace.