The rural bar is always full. <br />Pungent smoke and the vapour of spirits <br />Intoxicate her before it's closed. <br />A young drunkard journalist as a habit <br />Who stays until the bar closed? <br />And he drops her to the threshold of her house. <br />She finds a day to talk him about their future <br />But it's very hard as the guy is not sober at all. <br />Very seldom he comes now and it's stopped all of a sudden. <br />She goes home alone after the bar closed <br />And a small twinkling star guides the entire walk. <br />One day she found in a customer's newspaper her lost soul's obituary. <br />She left the bar before it closed and murmured on the way <br />'I am not afraid and I feel that he comes with me along my life.'<br /><br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/barmaid-and-a-drunkard/
