It starts with only a sip
Swish
Swallow
Turns to a chug
Shot is soon to follow

Next have a drink
What damage could one do?
First wasn't bad
Why not two?

A beer switches to six-packs
Twelve-pack to a keg
Before you know
You are on your last leg

A glass of wine daily is fine
Til glass grows into a bottle
Coasting gently one second
Next speeding wide-open
Scared
Full-throttle

What begins as play and fun
Soon escalates to live-or-die
Stops being casual
You partake without knowing why

The line between both are fuzzy
Tipping point never clear
Problem is you cannot see it
After you approach near

Once you have crossed there's no going back
Life becomes a sinking ship
Pause a minute and ask yourself
"Is it worth the cost?"
Before choosing to take that "harmless" sip

चलो गुज़रे हुए वक़्त में चलते हैं
अपने प्यार की शुरुआत फिर से करते हैं
कहानी के कुछ पन्ने जो रह गए थे अधूरे
साथ मिलकर उन्हें फ़िर से लिखते हैं
चलो गुज़रे हुए वक़्त में चलते हैं,,
हर बात को पूरा न करना जैसे आदत थी तुम्हारी
यही वज़ह थी जो रह गयी अधूरी कहानी हमारी
तुम जो बिना बोले समझाने की कोशिश करते थे
ख़ुद भी उलझ जाते और मुझे भी परेशान करते थे
तुम्हारी इस आदत में थोड़ा सुधार करते हैं
चलो गुज़रे हुए वक़्त में चलते हैं,,
तुम लिखना उन बातों को जो कभी कह न सके
मेरे होकर भी कभी मेरे हो न सके
मेरे साथ तो थे तुम लेकिन पास नहीं
तुम्हारी कमी को बयां कर सकें
मेरे पास वो अल्फ़ाज़ नहीं
इस अधूरेपन को आज दूर करते हैं
चलो गुज़रे हुए वक़्त में चलते हैं,,

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Let's go through the past


...Let's go through the past
Let's start our love again
Some pages of the story
that were left incomplete
Write them together again
Let's go through the past,
Do not complete everything as it was your habit
This was the reason that left our incomplete story
You who tried to explain without speaking
They used to get entangled and harass me too
Improve your habit a little bit
Let's go through the past,
You write things that you could never say
I can never be mine
You were with me but not close
Tell me your lack
I don't have that alpha
Remove this incompleteness today
Let's go through the past,

fill my cup
fill it up with poison
let it burn my throat
let it corrode the insides of my body
let it leave behind a carnage
let it destroy everything in me
i feel alive
in its damage
i feel comfort
in its pain
i feel thirst
for its venom
i taste nectar
in its bitterness
i see an antidote
in this deadly elixir
and there is no stopping
until i consume the very last drop

Every time I attempt to change
Find myself somehow stuck
A period of indecision
Or pit of endless bad luck

Temptation is a persistent *******
Keeping on a high ledge
Put a stick in my moving spokes
Taking away the edge

Medicine will not let me run too far
Invading corners of my mind
Coerced into staying here
Relief I only briefly find

I saw a future temporarily
Moment quickly burned out
Was making steady progress
Turned around and went a different route

Staying silent isn't an option
Rather it has became a habit for us,
The habit
That's letting blood , cries and greenhouse gases
To stain our world's beautiful canvas;