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[sid] => 15226
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => THE DRUNKARD
[time] => 2003-03-30 14:05:00
[hometext] => This poem is based on a incessant drunkard who was a prosperous man in the past.Fate played a cruel game on him and he became a pauper overnight.He never recovered from his shock and took to the bottle.
[bodytext] => A HUNDRED CURIOUS EYES SPIED AND PEEPED,
WAITING FOR A WILD DRUNKEN BRAWL, AS THE TATTERED MAN ENTERED THE RICKETY STEPS, OF A TYPICAL DIRTY,GOSSIPY BOMBAY 'CHAWL'. IF ANYBODY HAD HEART WITH TIME TOO SWELL, THE DRUNKARD HAD A TALE TO TELL. AS HE SAT LISTENING TO A WEDDING BLAST, NOSTALGIES CAME OF HIS GLORIOUS PAST. HE COULD THEN THROW ABOUT HIS WEIGHT, HE WAS ENVIOUSLY CALLED ONE OF THE GREAT. THE FAILURES VANQUISHED IN A DARK RECESS, HE BECAME AN AURA OF UNDIMINISHED SUCESS. BUT ALAS!FATE UNLEASHED A STORM DARK AS NIGHT, HE DEGENERATED INTO A PAUPER OVERNIGHT. AS THE GRIEF TURNED INTO A SLOW TORTUROUS THROTTLE, HE SOON BECAME SLAVE OF THE COMFORTING BOTTLE. THE DRUNKARD SMILED AT THE WORLD SO CRUEL AND HAZY, OH GOD!WHY DON'T YOU MAKE LIFE EASY!. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 173 [topic] => 48 [informant] => Ravi [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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