Painful good bye

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Stench of cheap whisky,

it ain’t scotch.

She kissed good bye.

It was raining cats and dogs.

Lip smacking of tobacco.

Heart hungrily long for her.

Her shadow wanes in the middle of the night.

Passionate and hungry kiss.

Why it has to be so painful?

It kills the soul inside.

Torn between life and death,

restless mind and a heart spewing fury.

Boiling inside like a stormy river,

cascading in electric flow of water.

Hearts will break,

minds will lose sanity.

It was a plain good bye.

Yet, furious and passionate.

If only, the cheap whisky could give solace.

This poem was inspired by someone’s tweet, Of kisses and sweet nothings and whiskey breath and longing looks. You can follow her 



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