I take a shot, and stare bewildered and enraged at a blank sheet of paper...
Some say it's a God given gift to articulate Sentiments equivalent to a lover's kiss_
But my hears true desire is one beyond words love inspired.
My queen, oh my dear wife, I yearn to gift wrap you the world, but all I Have to offer are these versed lines equal to diamonds and pearls.
So I take two shots of whiskey and wine_ the pain...when It go?
In an attempt, to no avail, to escape a drunken Man's woe!
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Drunken Man's Woe
Poetry"Drunken Man's Woe" is akin to distilled whiskey; its raw emotion will intoxicate you with sullen stanzas. Each poem reeks with this infectious yearning...this hulking devotion that burns hotter than the sun. Grab yourself a cup and take a sip of a...
