A spoonful of sugar,
Two cubes of ice,
A dash of lime,
30 ml of scotch,
A cocktail prepared,
And with a gulp you drank all,
Your favourite drink.
A white livid face,
A pinch of pain,
A single query,
You ask ‘why’
Left unanswered forever.
A motionless body
Lying on the floor,
Sitting beside it,
I smiled the peaceful smile.
But alas! You died a much painless death,
And I died many,
many more a times.
1 comment:
jah baba
Post a Comment