Drunk Poems
My Drunken Paradigm
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
Searching for my courage…
One vodka bottle at a time…
Trying to find the answers…
To my drunken paradigm…
Battling my inner fears…
And countless insecurities…
Fighting those vulnerable feelings…
That always bring me to my knees…
......
Joie de vivre
by Lynda Grine
Tu m’emmènes
Dans ton bateau ivre
Tu me murmure
Allons-y, cherchons la joie de vivre
Et moi, je me plonge dans
Tes yeux de mer
My Bucket of Sorrow
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
Here I sit...
In my bucket of sorrow...
Wondering if I’ll even survive...
Until the sunrise tomorrow...
The bottles of gin...
Which I consume each day...
Have destroyed my will...
What more is there to say...
......
A Drunk With No Shame
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
She was a loving mom…
A good wife, too…
She cared for her family…
There was nothing she wouldn’t do…
She had three beautiful boys…
Her little ducks in a row…
They were always together…
They loved their mom so…
......
Those eyes
by Sumit Maurya
Oh! beloved Lord found me again,
Drunk intoxicated, found me in the crowded market
I avoided and hide myself,
But that saw me; that drunk's eyes
I fled from the bar
To be found once again!
Why am I escaping?
Nobody can escape from that!
Why am I hiding, when I was found 100 times back.
I wonder! How can I be found in the brimming city?
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Joie de vivre
by Lynda Grine
Tu m’emmènes
Dans ton bateau ivre
Tu me murmure
Allons-y, cherchons la joie de vivre
Et moi, je me plonge dans
Tes yeux de mer
My Drunken Paradigm
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
Searching for my courage…
One vodka bottle at a time…
Trying to find the answers…
To my drunken paradigm…
Battling my inner fears…
And countless insecurities…
Fighting those vulnerable feelings…
That always bring me to my knees…
......
A Drunk With No Shame
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
She was a loving mom…
A good wife, too…
She cared for her family…
There was nothing she wouldn’t do…
She had three beautiful boys…
Her little ducks in a row…
They were always together…
They loved their mom so…
......
My Bucket of Sorrow
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
Here I sit...
In my bucket of sorrow...
Wondering if I’ll even survive...
Until the sunrise tomorrow...
The bottles of gin...
Which I consume each day...
Have destroyed my will...
What more is there to say...
......
It’s Time To Stop
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
Driving down the deserted highway...
Feeling depressed and very lonely...
Thinking about the family that ignores me...
Believing that I’m the one and only...
The holiday season can be hard...
For some, it’s the bluest time of the year...
To be away from your loved ones...
I wish someone would lend an ear...
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