Bottle of Whiskey

Bottled sunshine
to carry in my pocket,
to walk in the darkness,
somewhere I can drop it;

To get me through the night,
and get me through the rain,
where its not as bright,
to keep me in-sane;

In shades of gold
and yellow and white,
the warmest of all
for the darkest of nights;

A bluish rise
for that morning daze,
a scarlet bloom,
for an evening haze;

Bottled sunshine
I carry in my pocket
and walk in the darkness
waiting to drop it.

By: Viraj Belgaonkar

Pen it... or aaa type it. u know what i mean.

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