Sip And Nicotine Poem by Sharad Chandra
Sip And Nicotine
A loving husband, loving father
caring and concerned was Bhaskar
a good man, pliant, and polite
easy-going yet unyielding
about his sip and nicotine.
It was no question of style,
plain young-age indulgence
with age came diabetes,
jaundice, liver complications
misadventure’s avowed companions
habit became addiction
pleasure, a compulsion
and we lost him,
we lost him forever.
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A clear warning to all to stop drink and smoke to avoid addiction and sure death soon in life!
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4/27/2024 12:10:31 AM # 1.0.0.1119
It was a tragic death I witnessed which moved me to write these lines, that very day. I hope those addicted to smoking and drinking try to see the sorrow hidden in this poem, the chance they are taking with their own lives. Life is so full, so rich in itself why make it poor. Be brave and learn to control your craving. All good wishes, Sharad Chandra