The hangover

The hangover

A Poem by Ella

A great night out,

Stumble home,

Fumble for the key,

Trip up the stairs,

Time for bed,

 

                                              Pajamas on

                                             Make up left on,

                                             Teeth unbrushed,

                                             Climb into bed,                                                                                                                                                      Head spinning,

                                             Sleepless.

 

                                                                  Wake up,

                                                                  Get up,

                                                                  Light headed,

                                                                  And stumble over,

                                                                  Déjà vu.

 


© 2010 Ella



Author's Note

Ella
I don't know why "head spinning" won't stay where it is supposed to, so sorry about that!

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I liked this a lot! The short lines were really effective, and it made me think of all the random, erratic thoughts you have when you're in such a state. :P I liked how your poem progressed; almost like a time line of events. I could picture the entire scene in my head, with me cast in the lead role, of course. Hahaha, a really well-written poem! I can relate. xP
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I like how this makes it seem like not the first time of a great night out. The style that you put it in makes it very effective. Nice

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There are different kind of hangovers. I won't drink wine. It like knifes in my head in the morning. You are correct. Hangover is a reminder of deeds we will pay for in the morning. A excellent poem. I like the format and the ending.
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"Wake up,
Get up,
Light headed,
And stumble over,
Déjà vu."

How ironic :)
I feel this way right now-BLAH!!!
I Hate Mondays...
(Red Bull and Vodka sounded like a great idea-
-at least last night anyway-Ooops :(o)

B/W

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haha this is great...so true
made me laugh!

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I like this piece. Its as erratic as someone's thoughts when they're drunk.

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I liked this a lot! The short lines were really effective, and it made me think of all the random, erratic thoughts you have when you're in such a state. :P I liked how your poem progressed; almost like a time line of events. I could picture the entire scene in my head, with me cast in the lead role, of course. Hahaha, a really well-written poem! I can relate. xP
~PaperHearts

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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