Mea Sharabi Poem by Yawar Amin

Drinking like an rain water

as wogabond, liking laughtdr

eyes reddish, getting bore

like an bay opening door

as over, while it goes

tears flowing smelling rose

opening door, going out

seeing reason all in doubt

walking gaps, showing attitude

droping tears in walking mood

always chant a good dude

liking things to be rude

forget doubts at that time

taking minds into crime

bad thing to be taken

always taken before shaken

poet, s path destroying health

sharing things about wealth