My words, my feelings
I share with my best friend
who can't speak or move or react
but still my best friend.

To whom I speak when I am  lonely
speak out my words never told
who says something that I never hear
but still my best friend.

With whom I share my sorrows
that I don't with anybody else
who wants to do the same but I don't
but still my best friend.

Who also says something, I don't hear
but hours with others
who perhaps complains but I don't care
but still my best friend.

With whom I play all tricks known
that I seldom do with somebody
who blends as I wish, but I won't stop
but still my best friend.

With whom I have my emotions attached
who can't speak, move or react
its that alluring bottle of wine
my best friend forever.
 ~ARNAB~

("I would like to dedicate this poem to "all those for whom drinking is a passion...")

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