Amitava Sur

(20.01.1950 / Kolkata)

Carefully being held


Carefully being held:
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I’m a beverage, supposed to be hot
They always keep me in a cold slot.
I am a fluid – liqueur by name -
They drink me to enjoy or to kill their pain.

I’m in varied forms like sexy girls –
Lustful sweet and excitingly hot,
I’m known as whisky brandy gin or rum –
Or else in the name as Tequila shot.

They pour me in glasses under their greedy eyes
And make me tangy with soda and ice.
I move in the parties with warmth and pride
Or cozily in a corner under candle light.
I enjoy them staring at me with greed and thirst
I feel like a sweet sixteen, flirting with youth and lust.
I swing in many hands very carefully being held
With clinking of glasses and tinkling ice- the party is at best.

The moment I’m sipped in, I’m no more idle then
I rush through the arterial lines, finally to reach the brain,
I’m to give you a feel like a Cupid, Eros or a Hercules even
I’m to take you to the seventh sky with fairies - in Eden.
On tipsy toes you all will dance and sing
I’m to arouse you to a greater height.
I’m to make you smarter than truly what you are
I’m to give a feeling that you are a king or a Zar.

After the show ends in the dead of night
I’m to make you all lie down straight.

All the heaven, fairies or even the lovely dames -
Are then totally out of sight and quite away.
The drink which was supposed to be tipsy and hot –
Is left in the blood alone as an odd spot.

The party's darling of yesterday night -
Left vagrantly in a corner aside,
Waiting in the body with a total neglect –
For a spurge to be pissed out.

===================================Amitava (1.10.2013)

Submitted: Tuesday, October 01, 2013
Edited: Saturday, February 22, 2014

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  • Roseann Shawiak (3/24/2014 12:55:00 AM)

    You have shed an illuminating light on the drinking of alcohol, and it's many vices as it takes away people's
    inhibitions. Personally, I never could see the sense of drinking alcohol, because as your last line states:
    Waiting in the body with a total neglect, for a spurge to be pissed out. It is not worth the few moments of
    forgetfulness of pain, sorrow, emotions, it makes us less of what we are within. Again, another fantastic
    poem of reality, saying the truth of what it is. Truly Love your poetry, Amitava. It causes desire to spring
    in my mind and I want to read more. Am addicted to the flow of your poetical words. RoseAnn (Report) Reply

  • Hazel Durham (1/14/2014 9:57:00 AM)

    The fantasy that is alcohol as it makes us into what we think we should be, as it plays with our emotions, but in the cold light of day we are left without any notions! !
    Superb write very original and sassy! ! (Report) Reply

  • Patricia Grantham (10/3/2013 8:06:00 AM)

    This is the first time that I have ever read a poem of
    this magnitude. Who would ever believe that a glass of
    alcoholic beverage would evolved into a great write.
    Only you my friend Amitava would conceive this. The liquid
    when it is in the glass looks pretty and seductive. When it
    is sipped and enters into the belly it bites likes a serpent.
    The last line is to the pretty direct. Very good. (Report) Reply

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