December 30, 2022
Meditation in Liquor bar
Dip lips in glasses of alcohol, sip joy and keep troubles temporarily far,
This time instead of home why not meditate in the liquor bar?
Watch dancing hips, shed some tips, step on the dance floor,
Don’t go too far, close to our home is a new bar.
Here professor and pauper share one frequency,
brought in by deficiency, in the efficiency of brain chemistry.
We run there and call it fun, loose gait and try to walk straight,
In faded shame, spirit makes us feel the same.
Branded bottles and battling men handled well by bartenders,
The drink never goes waste, until the final drop men cherish its taste,
Thanks to the alcohol help, men forget their actual self,
Be a friend to alcohol and stay anonymous to life.
If you wish pain of existence to hide or show off social pride,
Or just be a part of drunkards’ tribe,
Or escape boredom and experience a glorious vibe,
Kindly come to our neighbourhood bar side.
Flood the veins with wine,
Let the relationships feel the strain,
Stain the cells from liver to brain, and put money down the drain,
Come on, don’t miss the joy of being wilfully insane.
Doctors advise, don’t drink, alcohol is toxic,
Alcoholics say, this cocktail feels fantastic,
During parties offering booze has become culturally ritualistic,
A man-made way to stay ecstatic.
Senses turn numb, minds go dumb,
Life doesn’t turn up well when you drink rum,
Don’t think, just drink, now is the time to be merry,
Cheers!!!, to the modern life - remedy, tragedy or comedy.