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Array ( [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!.
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THE DRUNKARD

Contributed by Ravi on Sunday, 30th March 2003 @ 02:05:00 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

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!.

Copyright © Ravi ... [ 2003-03-30 14:05:00]
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Re: THE DRUNKARD (User Rating: 1 )
by Ilhar on Sunday, 30th March 2003 @ 03:41:38 PM AEST
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good write. i liked this
Sharon

Re: THE DRUNKARD (User Rating: 1 )
by Varro on Sunday, 30th March 2003 @ 03:55:08 PM AEST
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A great poem. I particularly like the way you 'shout' at the reader with the fact that you capitalized all letters. In email and internet jargon, all caps mean shouting! It is a great way to portray this guy. I could picture this drunk raising his voice as most drunks do. Thanks for sharing this with us.
Varro

Re: THE DRUNKARD (User Rating: 1 )
by Ravi on Sunday, 30th March 2003 @ 09:50:01 PM AEST
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Thans Sharon.In this poem I just wanted to convey the feelings of a drunkard I had met in the past

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