Alone with a Cup Of WineA Poem by Herl RodrinSearching for companion.Along
the dancing grasses in that cold night, I
am alone with a bottle of wine sitting on the ground. As
I raised the glass, I asked the stars to drink with me, Hoping those luminous heavenly bodies descends and tag along with me. But
they never noticed my act; neglected my invitation. I
begged and pleaded, for them to be my companion. Too
bad I’ve just wasted my time; it has no used. As
they continue to go and choose to refused. The
moon glanced at me and unveiled his mask. Showing
empathy and kindness which I didn’t asked. But
when I offered the generous one a silver cup to drink, He
smiled, shook his head then turned away and winked. I
sighed and been embraced by the smokeless strong breeze. Depressions
rhythmically moved insanely with in that purple field. With
my every little sipped, I feel the lonesomeness And
as I watched the flowers swaying I’m touched by solitariness. I
summoned the crickets, chirping firmly in that frigid night. For
them to come along with me and watched me fight. In
the battle of loneliness which I am locked For
I want felicity to achieve and be back! Then
I decided to put the cold pot of wine aside. They
gathered around and that made me smile Some
jumped on my lap and others sat on my side. Happiness
invades the core of my fiery soul even for awhile. Now
I couldn’t hear the sporadically hooting of the owl. As
my spirit started to rest and experience the silence. I
let loneliness be eaten by insects that crawl. Hoping
to delightfully adore life with its little absence I
threw the empty bottle of wine in the air. Then
slowly closed my eyes and be ruled by serenity Wishing
when I wake up everybody will be fair And
show a kind of sympathy which accepts my own identity. © 2011 Herl RodrinAuthor's Note
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