Absence of Sobriety...

She let her hair free

and clouds of joy

came pouring down bliss;
over scorched land, over me!

And I died and died,

Again and again

For, she turned around

And there was nothing to see.

In pursuit of bliss and joy,

was the reality traded.
It didn't rain, it was

just the absence of Sobriety.

©Rahul Singh