Tsunami 1d

The train tracks raced.
Connected you to I,
Wound through some sort of subspace,
Fell asleep to their lullabies.

Under bridges.
Over hills.
Drink your courage.
Swallow your pills.

The train tracks ran,

SO DID YOU.

abandonment is a hard pill to swallow when home never existed

Here is a story
About a girl and a boy
How perfect they are

Eyes meet from a far
Flutterbies rise from within
A connection made

Time spent, slowly gone
Savouring every minute
Knowing it will end

Here comes loves first kiss
Watch it again and again
That taste never gets old

Here is a story
Of a sweet and sour drink
This love runs deep, shrub

If you have never tried it, try it!
Sink Jan 10

Come and be alive with me
Don't sleep
Sit on a poor bar's couch
Drink anything you can drink
And I'll be there to hold your hair back when you throw up

Scream at me
I will scream at you
We will burn inside
And then we'll remember the reason why we couldn't stay away from each other

Come and eat pizza late at night
With make up still on your eyes
That lets me know that today you've been strong enough

Then come to bed
Exasperated
But in love enough
To wake up the morning after

Jack Jan 9

Death pressed against his lips,
Drunken idiots they dance in the night,
Hands pressed against her hips,
Surrounded by drink and friends.

Death pressed against his lips,
Drunken idiots they drink in the night,
Sharing potent drinks in sips,
Surrounded by music and darkness.

Death pressed against my lips,
Inhaling deeply,
A smiling face then slips,
Yet you’ll never realise how,
If only you could see me now.

Rick Dec 2017

there was nothing to do
except:
drink,
wait
and play
the typewriter
like a piano
until my fingers
cracked and bled
onto the keys
while the devil
whispered one
proverbial verse
into my soul
and the music
continued to play
sweet overtures
during it all.

Kume Dec 2017

Swig and swill, so says the urge,

O’er the top, burning liquor in turgid drops,

Hands all over little Brandy’s frame,

My, my, how the little liquor drowns in fame…



Poor liver o’ mine,

Gulping poison and sweet grime,

Your cries can’t reach me,

Your pleas die before they reach my drunken mind.



Like a mage with infinite powers,

A necromancer to dead emotions,

And feelings buried under layers of self-consciousness,

You summon our deepest desires,

Lay out the red carpet, and let our deepest thoughts,

Strut along.

What’s the worst that could happen?

Only those without fear will rule the earth.



And thus, in your glistening countenance,

You drown our every fear,

Of rejection and awkwardness,

You break the chains that once held back my tongue,

And cause my deepest secrets to flow,

Like lava from angry volcano’s.



I revel in this new strength,

My body courses with the power,

I know not how to contain.

But like everything else, this happy night will end.



And so I ask, oh friend of the night.

Where will you be when the morning comes?

When the chains of panache return,

Will you be by my side, fighting the soldiers of reason,

Or will you look on from your shiny bottle,

Awaiting another chance to make a warrior out of me?

Gelliza Quiambao Dec 2017

I'll borrow words from all my favourite songs
From all my favourite poems
To write an ode for you

I just wanna sit and drink and talk with you
About the things I couldn't say before
Looking in your eyes under a thousand stars

Though I still can't believe
We both did some things
I don't even wanna think about

I know your eyes, don't lie to me
You know my heart, so tell me honestly
Did you ever really want this?

But I'll be okay, hell I'll be just fine
I really believe you were the greatest thing that ever happened to me

So take my heart
As you're leaving
I don't need it anymore

J Dec 2017

He eroded himself like a rock into a fine powder.
Losing sight of himself.
He started to fall into the abyss of a dark tunnel.

A “Small purchase” he called it “Something to drink”
And she slowly lost sight of him as he fell into a dark chasm of sorrow.

He diluted and mixed
himself until he forgot.
He lost himself in drink and further himself from his loved ones.
He slammed doors.
The devils claws drew close .

But he was oblivious, he shouted and pushed.
But one soul reached into his heart
Showed him the error, his dilution
And he saw the light in the once dark chasm.

3.
Akash Mandal Dec 2017

Winter nights, tender love
Light a fire, watch it glow
Fill the air with mellow jazz
Dance like the falling snow.

Tender nights, winter love
Pour a drink, watch it flow
Cuddle up and whisper words
One by one, nice and slow.

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