I am flying high in the sky, it seems like I'm going to moon,
Oh my God! You are so great, You blessed me with such a boon.
Last night was not very good, at home I was not feeing fine,
What should I do? Where should I go? I was thinking all the time.
No one was at home and here I was alone,
I was feeling sick and thinking, Should I also have gone?
At same time I was hungry, so I decided to sit down to dine,
I ate 2 apples and 3 bananas, and suddenly I was feeling on cloud nine.
A brilliant idea came to me, which will let this time pass,
I went out to the market, and came back with a bottle and a glass.
On returning back, I realized, I forget something, for which I will have to go back,
I again went and searched the market, and returned with a cigarette pack.
I sat down with a glass in hand and all other preparation done,
I lit a cigarette which will signal this One-Man party to begun.
Next thing I did was, I turned on the TV,
Now I was searching for channels, which can keep me busy.
I opened the bottle and in glass some alcohol I poured,
I was pretty sure at that time, that no more will I feel bored.
I said cheers to myself, to the the emptiness of this world, today I will drink,
There is nothing in this world , which can bring it to destruction's brink.
My first cigarette was over, so one more I did lit,
I was happy that I was having 18 more safe in my kit.
Smoke was here , smoke was there, it was everywhere in the room,
I was careful with cigarette butts, so tomorrow I don't have to clean the ash with a broom.
I switched off the fan, and started making smoke ring,
I enjoyed every successful attempt, a smile it did bring.
Dreadful moment came , when to loo, I had to go,
With weaken muscles and trembling legs, I said to myself 'No'.
Four hours were already gone and I was thinking of past time,
Why did Pissu got crushed, what was his crime?
I remembered the previous booze sessions, which we friends together had,
Considering the time and situation, this one was also not bad
Time was going in a way, which was very easy,
By this time alcohol was showing its effects, and I was feeling dizzy.
I had started at nine, and now it was four,
Only 10 cigarette were left, and empty bottle was lying on floor.
At that time I was feeling very high,
So I decided, that for today I should say to whiskey, Good-bye.
Last thing I remember, was a bottle of whiskey besides my bed,
When I tried to wake up in morning, I found out, I was already dead.
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4 comments:
hey Pranks !
Nice work pal.. since when are u boozing and Fagging??
lolz :)
@ shashank: This is only a poem, it should not be confused with reality.
So just after reading this poem(or any), don't imagine that the poet has gone through all these experiences. See I'm still alive....which is contradicting my poem. :)
great work bro..hw come u r always able to rhyme..and that 2 after a bottle and 10 sticks..keep it up..!
:)
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