Friday, September 24, 2010

A poem for every pint



Photo - Taken at Brighton Beach

 Before i lose this little diary that i used to carry around on my solo one day travels in the UK, jotting down all the poems or whatever they are without judgment. Embarrassment is a small price to pay for immortality after all... :-). Having a pint alone or a coffee alone always seems good in retrospect.Actually.. pssst....i felt wonderful then.

Pub - Head of the River

Pub : Head of the River
Place : Oxford,UK

          ***
My thoughts freeze in the cold
I try to stir them up with a few drags of smoke
But the memory of me doesn’t change with time
And the smoke clears,
Making way for you..

         ***
By the Oxford Canal,
Sits the old Brit in Black
She breaks the bread in pieces
And throws them down to the Ducks and Swans
The birds have the bread with water
And she has them with some bland English tea

        ***


Youth Hostel - Poppit Sands,Cardigan,Wales


Pub : Hope and Anchor (Probably..)
Place : Poppit Sands,Cardigan,Wales

          ***
The dead are dead
The ones living are dead too
Is God feeling lonely ?

         ***
Marquez said something,
I did not understand
I wish I had learnt more than what my education taught
For eg.. Spanish ?

        ***
Yesterday is over,
Today is almost done
Tomorrow,
I shall get drunk again

        ***
Every poet,
Loves his poems.
Every drunk man,
Loves everybody

        ***
What if everything is an illusion
Probably,
The only thing that would seem real,
Would be our dreams.

        ***
Bob Marley playing on the recorder,
In a pub .. in Wales.
Globalization..
Doesn’t sound so bad ..


        ***
We all know ,
We are acting in a play.
We all know..
Don’t we ?

       ***

Pub : .. No, this time .. was just a coffee place
Place : London

       ***
Wet street, wet feet
Coffee on the table, 1.95 Pounds

        ***
I got down at the wrong tube station
Felt like a joker.
But then, in a way,
It was the right station.
Piccadilly Circus !

       ***

Piccadilly Circus Tube Station

11 comments:

Soulfull Rhytm said...

a poem for every pint ,
a song for five bucks...
where the hell are we...
you get my drift?

hint(morbandy)
i dunno why ur blog reminded me of the place :)

ravi said...

amazing ! i love them all !
have some more pints and keep at it.

Abhijit Bhave said...

Wow... Prompt replies..!! :-)
Thank You Ravi...!! :-) Its like an artist complimenting an amateur. :-)

Tushar... Morbandy .. yes.
If this reminds you of Morbandy... then i am happy. Coz. its a happy place for me somehow.
Err.... but is it a happy place for you to ? (Eg. .. Remember your Bday...)

Soulfull Rhytm said...

oh morbandy ....happy place anyday....the sea link thing was the actual low point = )

ravi said...
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ravi said...

hehe .. that's not true. yeah but to settle things .. let's both be artists :)

aur tushar, let's go to the sea link sometime soon .. delhi mein hai kya ? ;)

Madhu said...

incredible..

bhave.. your pub poetry rocks. :)

really.. this is awesome

Approximately me said...

Sounds like UK is the only place where you can possibly cover the whole country if you decide to go to each pub.You smartaleck - you knew you'd be paying no embarassing price for the immortality. Just so glad to see something new here.

Mahesh said...

Dude...u cud do much better with the poems I'm sure :)

-GOD

Saee said...

Hey,
Came here after a long time. :)
You have made quite a poet out of yourself.
I loved the last one. Piccadilly Circus! :)
I may come the the U.K. soon. For a holiday. :)

half baked poet... said...

awesome man. awesome! :-) I love them all. We all know we are acting in a play. dont we? aawesome! :-)