12 am

Drunk on hooch,
Eyes bloodshot,
Mouth drooling,
I saw Poetry wobble
And fall in the alley
Next to your dreams.

Bibek Adhikari

Poetry by Bibek
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Written on 2018-03-15 at 16:47

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My first thought was that 12 am is not the best time for poetry, but reading it a second time I felt the impact of the poem. Very strong.