This road that I’m going through ends nowhere,

This dream tonight I have again is a nightmare.

Wake me up and pour me a drink just because,

this world is nothing, nothing much I do declare.

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My dear, dear youth, come back; aging is pain.

The way I ran and danced, now walk with a cane.

My beloved youth escaped, the cage is empty;

Whatever is left is pain; what is my gain?

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I have a heart that cannot reside in my chest.

Whatever sees believes that would be best.

I left my house to drink, hope blinding my sight;

I’m afraid to look or to try one more test.

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My empty jug of wine is calling me tonight.

Tells me to get some more, the same sheer delight.

They told me that I live and I will be gone soon,

If I don’t drink today, tomorrow die, I might. 

10/10/16         Haloo Rubaiyat