वो मासूम आँखें.....

पूरी रचना अनुशीर्षक में....
रचना लंबी है...बिना पढ़े प्रतिक्रिया ना दें, समयाभाव में ना पढ़े तो यक़ीन कीजिए कोई शिकायत नहीं है।

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Alcohol is brave
To take blame
For all that which came
Straight from heart

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Sharab ki botal.....


Pahle Jeb khali karti h....

Fir khud khali hoti h....

Fir Dimag khali karti h....

Par jab ye naso me utarti h....

Janab...dil me rang bharti h....

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I wondered, if wine helped us forget our sorrows/frustrations/regrets,
gifting us a night of unhaunted dreamless sleep,
then why not take refuge in it?

But then, kicked in my treacherous sagacity of 26 years,
as it rebuked in my head,
"More the sorrow, more the wine
and longer the time of sleep
you'd enjoy, my dear.
And one day,
you'd have lots of wine still untouched,
but not enough time to sleep it out.
That day,
you'd regret leaving the reigns of your sanity
to the intoxicating ambrosia of deceit, my friend;
rather than trusting the blunt, red hot knife that I was.
I would've burnt your wounds; charred them too,
but Time would've dried them out,
till it broke out as flakes of your dead skin,
only to reveal a brighter you, within.
Oh, it's too late now, for wine is a knife that cuts you slow,
so slow, that you end up savouring the warmth it gives.
The warmth, of your own blood,
bleeding within your own wounds"

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And with every last shot of whiskey, he claimed to be, he ruined
His liver, his youth, his marriage, his child's future and his life.

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মাঝরাতের স্মৃতিতে আসা কলঙ্কগুলো ঠিক অ্যালকোহলের মতো..মাদকতাপূর্ণ

তোমার উপস্থিতিতে জ্বলতে বাধ্য..!

--Suparna Mukherjee

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Wrapped between those woolen threads,
I gaze at the dark welkin.
The warmth of my alcohol,
Pacifies my shivering gut.
I search for my lost attention,
As the ticking clock complains me,
Instead, I choose a cigarette,
Light it to feel it's dark smoke,
Gulp down the left over wine,
The Glass glass reminding me of sleep,
But i sit there numb,
Enjoying their company,
Making myself incapable to enjoy.

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क़द्र दोस्तों की ताउम्र की हमने,
वक़्त आने पर दुश्मन याद आए,
कभी जिन्हें माना था ख़ुद के पास,
वो ही हमसे दूर खड़े नज़र आए,
दोस्ती का फ़लसफ़ा समझ तो गए,
उनकी सोहबत में ज़िन्दगी गँवा आए।

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Daaru ko to log yun hi
badnaam karte hai.....
Har pal nashe main to
Kambakht zindagi jhoomti hai... 😇

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बस यूँ ही...

दुख़्तर-ए-रज़ तो,
दुःख और रज दोनों का ज़रिया है,
फिर क्यूँ लोग उसे,
इनकी दवा समझने की ग़फ़लत कर बैठते हैं?

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