Love Uncurbable Addiction
No one calls it an addiction yet you live with it like Tolstoy or Ghalib
At the door, all asked?
Who could join the party?
Man with the Mic said,
to enter name your vice.
My friend pressed my hand.
“We came here to try a drink,
it would be our first vice,” he
whispered.
Seeing a smile on my face, both
my friend, and the fellow on the
gate looked surprised…