Poem -
THE ALCOHOLIC
His heart is a bottle,
His desires are too brittle,
his achievements are scuttle,
Because his savings are little
He owes depths he cannot settle,
He beat his wife in a drunk battle,
Now he is single,
Failure is his tittle.
The alcoholic
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Comments
hi dear,
the theme is good, very useful and creative, see my poem having the same content 'Alcohol'
sayed
Wow,
This is a wonderful Haiku and your rhymes are right on time and with structural meanings, accompanied through a real life interlude of a marriage now to be short lived.....Great Job.
Jim