Submit Your Poems
Get Your Premium Membership


Quote of the Day

Quote Left"The harder you work, the luckier you get."Quote Right

by Gary Player

  |  Comment

Alcohol

Michael Harman Avatar  Send Soup Mail  Block poet from commenting on your poetry

Below is the poem entitled Alcohol which was written by poet Michael Harman. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.

Read Poems by Michael Harman

Best Michael Harman Poems

+ Fav Poet

Alcohol

Alcohol is a beautiful demon, 
be careful to only kiss her lightly.
Or you will see her true face after she owns you.
It is fun, adventurous, life affirming, 
and recommended to flirt with a demon.
But do not be afraid of pain, 
accept it, as a consequence of what she shows you.  
She can show you a deeper perception of yourself, 
with no inhibitions and fears.
She can tear your small world apart, in one night, 
So much to teach, the beauty of loss.
She can be an artists best friend, 
to peer into the void of reality, and express more truth.
Forget what the simpletons say, 
to avoid her completely, they are not awake. 
Drink for inspiration, drink for honesty, 
drink to let go of inhibitions, from living your life.
But never drink to hide from the pain, to relax, to avoid or not feel.
She owns you then, 
your lust, avoidance of pain, 
you have made love to a demon, 
and your soul is cursed,
or is it blessed? The beautiful suffering all come at once, 
the day you quit, to teach you of 
love and truth. 
A barrage of information, an overload of stimulation, 
cant get to work, or take care of the family. 
Know that truth doesnt care about reality, 
it is only an illusion, 
it only cares to teach you, to make your soul one of love, 
to care for others, more than your self, 
or confront your own fear of pain. 
Pain is the teacher we all avoid, 
no fear of her, 
makes us the artist, the immortal, 
the teacher of future generations, 
a life worthy of existence, of Gods love.
Our death is beautiful as it wakes up our art, and shows our value, 
that we were too shameful to live or feel. 
If we saw ourself for what we were, 
we would become our greatest dream, 
that we are too wounded to remember.

Post Comments

Please Login to post a comment
  1. Date: 1/3/2010 11:47:00 AM
    I wouldnt know. I never had that problem. Try Michael Jordan. He might know.