Bottle Of Madness

Syd

Hazy are the memories 
Of our friendship born

 

Time reclaims old footpaths 
Which were once well worn...

 

If only everything in life was simple
Like a lazy summer stroll 

 

I dread the day
They lock us away
When madness takes it's toll

 

The first and second rule of madness club
Is to put back on the top

 

No breaks 
Out of control 
Isobutyl
The laughter can't stop

 

Imported all the way from Canada

 

A little bottle of madness... 

 

Pulses racing 
Orange hue 

 

Madness in a bottle 
Always helps
To cement old friendships new

  • Author: Syd (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 17th, 2018 08:56
  • Comment from author about the poem: About rekindling friendships and a psychoactive substance. Top marks to anyone who knows the product I mention in the poem. The picture isn't the actual product. Thanks for reading - Syd
  • Category: Friendship
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Comments2

  • Pintu Mahakul

    Amazing tie recalls old footprints and think more and more about time'd effect. Wonderful poem is shared.

    • Syd

      Thank you Pintu, I'm glad you enjoyed the poem.

      - Syd

    • orchidee

      Oohh I won' try it, whatever it is. Might descend into real madness!

      • Syd

        Thanks for reading Orchidee, yes I wouldn't recommend it for you.

        Take care - Syd



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