Inebriated Blank Verses

All the times you dropped down drunk

Because you've had a great time, it's been a great night

When the autowala refused to let you in

Because he thought you'd throw up

But he didn't know

You've had harder nights and harder drinks

He doesn't know your capacity, the one you built up with so much care

He doesn't know of the friends who took you home

Held your hair back while you threw up

Made drunk videos, listened to your bullshit as you laid your heart bare

Who hid your phone each time, until you were strong enough not to make drunk calls

Who saved you from the warden and her ugly, judgmental glares

Who signed for you when your sight went all double

When you couldn't walk a straight inch to save your life

Who stood by you, and kept you outta further trouble.

So it's okay, each time, every time

You love the music, you love the lights

You love the sound of the rocks falling in the glass

You know the taste, you know the burn, you've been here before

Your very own safe place

So don't count the glasses, just bottoms up

It's nothing special, your old friend

That Old little Monk

Every glass is YOUR choice

Every sip your happy hour

Your very own blank verse

So get into the auto, you know you're not out yet

Grab a bestie's hand, you know you're not alone

You've had a great night, your snapchat's bursting

So please don't throw up yet, it's time to go home.

The Perfect Place

Where deserving dreams have the power to materialise

Where struggling labour bears the fruit of time

Where the darkest secrets are revealed

Where the truth of life lies unconcealed

Where serendipity brings the lovers to meet

And adulation knows more than sinning heat.

Where hopes belie the stormy math,

Of the dreary past that humans have.

Where chances we get to amends make

Where we can relate the real and fake

Where the price of smiles is not too high

Where wings we get for higher flight

Beyond the covetous, beyond the hate

Where lives aren't in the hands of Fate

Where reason resides in every mind

Where we can hold the sands of time

Where we can love and be loved true

Where I can lay my trust in you

Where we know our inner selves

Where we can match our steps to pace

Beyond our dreams, beyond bookshelves,

We all search for that perfect place.

-A.