Mood Swings 


​There are times 
Many times
Multiple times
When I just
Throw everything
And say
“I don’t want to live anymore! ”

And then
I remember
The taste of Rum and coke
In wintry chilly night of December
Combined with the smell of
Ashes of Classic milds
(Which you don’t like)
&
Your eyes
Looking at me through
Those big spectacles

And I say
” Hmmm!  May be next time! “

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