Sequel

It is a wrap

He roared

The tone of his voice

Echoed

The ending unfair

When wished upon a star

May it have been 

Different

Now the director dear

Writing a sequel

When long it was clear

There was nothing else

The same actors

A similar decor

And the question burns

Is this setting worth revisiting

Hear the doubt

The first installment

Known to be difficult 

To top

There is a twist

He roars

The tone of his voice

Echoes

The resolution incomplete
My curiosity wins

Convince me

Let us shoot the rest of the story.

Drunk

I got drunk on life
This time, like every time
The old trick works on me
I am just happy enough
Until I have had one too many

Then everything is buzzing
Fuzzy thoughts and accurate feelings

I carry on
As if my gut still permits it
Before promising, I learned my lesson
From overindulging.

This time, I will be more vigilant
Life tastes delicious;
But I should sip gently
Unless it is yet another hangover
From decisions I could regret long after

Then everything is buzzing
Accurate thoughts and fuzzy feelings

Drink moderately, or else I will be
Easily intoxicated
On this plethora of life experiences
This time, I shall only get a little tipsy.

In love

Love can be described, but not explained.