Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jun 2018
I poured a lot of drink in a cup that can only take so much!
I was too drunk to focus on the pouring, it spilt out till it was way past a glass touch!
A glass being a glass too fragile yet speechless,
Allowed me to pour and drown it away!
It never expressed, it just eased my pain
It numbed it and expected nothing in return!
But if drinking is bad and harmful,
Why do I keep pouring?
And how is my cup handling all the pouring!
Aseel Mohamed
Written by
Aseel Mohamed  22/F/Canada
(22/F/Canada)   
  277
       Mark Tilford and Ahmed Fares
Please log in to view and add comments on poems