Bijay Kant Dubey


Daru Pikar (Taking Indian Country Liquor Excessively) - Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Having taken daru, what have you done,
You first see your face and say it,
Have you,
If not, go and see
And above all, have you thought about your life,
How are you going to ruin it,
Have you at least looked back,
Thought about your family
What will it
When you will be no more,
About your wife and children,
Sons and daughters and their innocent faces,
I presume, will perhaps keep moving door-to-door?

Excessive drinking, going beyond limit,
Where has it brought to,
Your face looking pale and swollen,
Your mouth giving a foul smell ever
Wherever meet I,
The liver working it not well,
The doctor has given you the warning
But still now have not left taking wine,
Think you, Mr. Drunkard,
I salute you for your loyalty,
So much dedicated and devoted to the bottle,
Not to your duty
That you gulping it like nectar,
Have you thought about?

Sometimes lie you fallen into the bushes
Talking with the stray dogs,
The master and his pet sharing the light moments,
Licking the hands and the mouth
And you pasting the back
And handshaking with your friend in need,
The friend of the bad days
And the dog gasping a bit
Smelling the mouth to have a taste of liquor
And wagging the tail,
Sometimes lie you fallen on the footpaths
Speaking in capers,
Sometimes staggering on the road
Going left ways and right ways
To return home.

When find you not, daru, I mean country liquor,
Try you costly foreign packs
And when that too unavailable,
Try you ganja,
Smoking in with the addict and abnormal ganjeris
From a chillum, an earthenware pipe-like
And with the embers and ganja over
And when this too is not,
Take you bhang paste
To get intoxication to say,
Vyom Bhole,
Even selling the household stuffs,
Lanterns, glasses and dishes
Daru has to be bought for intoxication.

My God, see You Your drunkard
Whom none but You have created him,
Why do You let him take it,
Can't You reform him,
Rehabilitate and make him wean it,
Can't he live without the som rasa and sura,
Spirits and intoxicant things,
I do not understand the purpose of Your Creation?

Topic(s) of this poem: Love


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 9, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, March 10, 2014


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