Drunk is the night, <br />Drunk with rain, <br />Drunk as I am <br />With ur kisses insane. <br />Now I cant talk, <br />Can’t even walk, <br />Forget about the pen, <br />Can’t even count till ten. <br />Drunk is the poetry, <br />Drunk with rhymes, <br />Drunk as i am. <br />I think it is a good time <br />To tell you how I feel <br />Just confess, <br />That the way just one <br />Wisp of your hair how it <br />Curls over your cheek, <br />And strays over your lips, <br />Makes me mad about you. <br />For tomorrow in hangover, <br />With a frightful headache, <br />In the afternoon <br />When I wake, <br />I can laugh and dismiss, <br />My words <br />And the sloppy kiss <br />As the ramblings <br />Of a drunken man<br /><br />Reshma Ramesh<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ramblings-of-a-drunken-man/
