Imbibing Life: Reveling in the Richness of Our Chosen Elixirs
Come and drink with me, my friend, what's your poison?
Shall we drown our sorrows in a glass of wine?
Or perhaps a sip of scotch, so smoky and refined?
Let us raise our glasses high and toast to life,
For tonight we are free, unburdened by strife,
And the world outside fades into the night.
With each sip we take, the world around us fades into the night,
And we lose ourselves in the embrace of our poison,
A fleeting moment of pure unbridled life,
As we indulge in the pleasures of the grape and the wine,
Our troubles fall away, leaving us refined,
And we find ourselves lost in the moment, unconfined.
But with the dawn, our thoughts return, unconfined,
As the darkness gives way to the light,
Our minds, once clouded, are now refined,
And we look upon our choices with sober eyes, without poison,
As we reflect on the sweet and bitter tastes of life,
And the moments we savored, both joyful and filled with strife.
For what is life without its share of strife,
Its moments of pain and moments unconfined?
The bitter and the sweet, both make up life,
And we must savor both, in the light and in the night,
With or without our chosen poison,
As we strive to be refined and to live a life unspoiled.
So come and drink with me, my friend, what's your poison?
Shall we raise a glass to life, refined and unconfined,
And savor every moment, both the joy and the strife,
As we embrace the darkness of the night, and the light of life.
Let us seek out the beauty in the mundane, the refined,
And let us not be afraid of the poison,
For it is but a part of this tapestry of life,
And we must embrace all of its facets, unconfined.
With every sip, we taste the richness of the grape, both sweet and ripe,
And in this moment, we forget all of our troubles and strife.
Let us not fear the darkness, nor the light,
For each has its own beauty, refined and unconfined,
And let us raise our glasses to the fullness of life,
To the bitter and the sweet, to our chosen poison,
For it is through this that we find our moments of pure delight,
As we revel in the richness of this world, both day and night.
And when the night fades away, and we are refined,
Let us not forget the joys of our chosen poison,
For it is a part of us, and a part of this unconfined life.
So come and drink with me, my friend, what's your poison?
Shall we raise a glass to life, refined and unconfined,
And savor every moment, both the joy and the strife,
As we embrace the darkness of the night, and the light of life.
The poem is part of a full version found in the book "Homo Sapiens" Part XVII, written by Mawphniang Napoleon. This book is part of the popular "Homo Sapiens" book series, which can be purchased online at various online bookstores, such as Amazon. The book is available for purchase for those who are interested in reading the complete version of the poem. Remember to get all the books from the "Homo Sapiens" series, as well as other books by the same author.
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Khublei Shihajar Nguh,
Dhanewad
Thank you
About this poem
The poem is a celebration of life and all its facets, both bitter and sweet. It urges us not to fear the darkness nor the light, but rather to embrace all that life has to offer. The poem suggests that we should seek out beauty in the mundane and not be afraid of indulging in our chosen poison, for it is a part of this unconfined life. In the end, the poem invites us to raise a glass to life, refined and unconfined, and savor every moment, both the joy and the strife, as we embrace the darkness of the night and the light of life. more »
Written on January 29, 2019
Submitted by Mawphniang.Napoleon on April 10, 2023
Modified on April 10, 2023
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Scheme | abcdde eadbcc cecadd dcdeax ACDD cadcxd ecdaee cad ACDD x x xcx |
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Closest metre | Iambic heptameter |
Characters | 3,094 |
Words | 654 |
Stanzas | 12 |
Stanza Lengths | 6, 6, 6, 6, 4, 6, 6, 3, 4, 1, 1, 3 |
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