Sunday, November 4, 2012

Celebrations

It’s was my friend’s birthday, two days ago,
He invited me to the party, how could I say no?
Free beer, free food, free everything, ho ho ho,
“I would drink and drink, non-stop till I throw”

It was a happening pub, the time was eight,
I got ready in time; I didn't want to be late,
How could I make, the ‘free’ stuff wait?
So I entered, and headed to the table straight,

I said my hi hellos quickly, and looked at the menu,
“Vodka shots for me; and some fish fingers too,”
And my same old journey began, but it looked so new,
The only breaks in journey, were the visits to the loo,

After a few rounds of vodka, then came the beer,
I cared only for my glass, not for the people near,
And so I kept sinking low in my high, nothing to fear,
Nor did I care for the car, which I was supposed to steer,

I was getting disoriented, but I did not stop,
When everything’s free, who wants to drop?
And I continued my way, mutton chop after chop,
With my beer mug getting filled, top after top,

Pretty soon I lost my senses, all of them I guess,
I was not a human any more, just a stupid mess,
I wanted to care more, but I couldn't care less,
Instead of a friend to my friends, I became a stress,

They dropped me home, god knows how,
As I kept puking everywhere, like shit I feel now,
My stomach’s been crappy; it’s the time to take the vow,
“Oh god! Please forgive me, in front of you I bow”

Never again, never again… never never again,
Neither free, nor paid, not even in bargain,
Will not abuse my body, will not subject it to pain,
And if I ever do it again, I deserve to be in a drain!

But… I think sometimes I would want to make an exception,
Maybe at a friend’s marriage… or even the reception?

This post was written by me as a part of Blog-a-Ton. It fetched me 3 votes :) 

11 comments:

  1. You know Kshitij when I thought of writing, I thought of composing a poem.. and then I immediately discarded the idea thinking how can I voice out Celebration in a poem.. :\ ..
    I enjoyed reading your Poem..and I can relate it with a Party.. :P
    A Nice take on the theme..I must compliment you for the rhyming and the message conveyed :) "Absolutely Neat" :P

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  2. Beer after Vodaka, a combination so wrong.
    To digest it you have so very strong.

    Ha ha ha... great piece Kshitij... simply loved it...

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  3. Hahahahahaha...indigenous...an amusing master stroke...I so loved it and kshitij...hats off to ure alcohol tank belly ;)

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  4. hey kshitij
    anuther gud one by u! njyd reading the poem jus the way i njyd ur stry last tym :)

    all the very best for BAT!

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  5. I could only smile Kshitij...
    A very nice poem indeed!

    Sometimes we swear and swear
    not to do it all over again
    but the temptation is just too strong
    especially when we feel quite alright again!

    I enjoyed your poem really!
    I almost didn't breath til the last line! Whewww!!!

    All the best!

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  6. haha... now that's the kind of ending -- that makes you think twice about the message of the poem. Good one. :)

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  7. Loved the humorous manner of conveying the message :)

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  8. Hahaha.. a very energizing poem :) loved to read it.
    ATB

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  9. Indeed very hilarious and a great social message is conveyed through the poem. Kudos to that. :) ATB for BAT.

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  10. there's a saying which goes...the food may be free but the stomach is yours and its costs :P
    ATB for BAT :)

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  11. HaHa! The last two lines .. the show would be repeated! Unfortunately. The addiction is stronger than the will!!

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