Happy Deepavali

Wishing you a Happy Deepavali and a prosperous New Year

Unoriginal sin

A night out in the best pub in town
After a long time, I end up three rums down.
Swinging to CCR, what do I see?
A wannabe, bags under her eyes made of Gucci.
"Haven't we met?" she asked, amidst the din
She flashed her painted nails, eyes full of sin.
"I'm now a writer",she said,"I travel through my words."
"I did three men last year, ain't that absurd?"
I knock back a Molotov, stifle a yawn,
My fears growing, this prattle could continue till dawn.
"Where are you now?" she asked, manufacturing small talk
"Anywhere but here," I muttered, her eyes continued to mock.
Just then the doors swung open, in walked a new Charlie
Never seen him before, twirling his new car keys.
Her eyes light up, I hear the cash register clang
He's got the buck, she's giving the bang.
"Hey baby!" he growled,"Like my outfit? It's Hugo Boss."
"Oh, ya!"she squealed,"You're my high..I'm your Kate Moss."
I was changing loyalties, from cocktails to whisky
She was checking his wallet, to see if he could pay her fees
Soon the ritual would begin, a game called musical bed
I got out soon, buzzed and eye-lids heavy as lead.
Tomorrow I'll be at the shrink's clinic, complaining I'm stressed,
Her kind will also be at his clinic, perpetually undressed.
Apologies if I've insulted you,
Perhaps a view of our situations is due.
For I'm as bitter as the alcohol I had last night
She's a world famous writer, with the next Charlie in sight.