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Despite being six vodka shots down,
I was sober as I called you.
It isn’t possible to drunk-dial you,
Because you are like a good night’s sleep.
Just the thought of you slows down my heart-beat,
and makes me feel at home.
I don’t need to be drunk around you,
as I tell you everything anyway.
I’m not afraid of blabbering on and on,
Like a tape on repeat,
Because you’ve said that I am your favorite song.
I do everything with you,
that I wouldn’t even dream of, unless drunk.
You are a glass of water,
for every shot that I have.
You’re salt and lime,
and my poetry’s rhyme.
If I am so alive with you,
How can liquor make drunk
as I call you?
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It’s great, Utsav. As for the prompts, maybe try to write a poem based on the word ‘whisper’. Or perhaps you could write a poem that runs parallel chaos of nature and learned organization that we see everywhere around us.
Nice one.
Maybe this works, my favourite quote, “We accept the love we think we deserve”. Or ‘Fatal attraction’
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I like this perspective. I thought of it as drunk on the person instead of on alcohol. Maybe do something about music.
Yep. Music.
Yay, thanks!