Wednesday, March 10, 2010

A touching Poem.

A strong touching poem on “Drink and Drive”. Must read this, and specially if u have that bad habit of drinking and then driving.

I went to a party Mom,

I remembered what you said.

You told me not to drink, Mom,

So I drank soda instead.

I really felt proud inside, Mom,

The way you said I would.

I didn't drink and drive, Mom,

Even though the others said I should.

I know I did the right thing, Mom,

I know you are always right.

Now the party is finally ending, Mom,

As everyone is driving out of sight.

As I got into my car, Mom,

I knew I'd get home in one piece.

Because of the way you raised me,

So responsible and sweet..

I started to drive away, Mom,

But as I pulled out into the road,

The other car didn't see me, Mom,

And hit me like a load.

As I lay there on the pavement, Mom,

I hear the policeman say,

"The other guy is drunk," Mom,

And now I'm the one who will pay.

I'm lying here dying, Mom....

I wish you'd get here soon.

How could this happen to me, Mom?

My life just burst like a balloon..

There is blood all around me, Mom,

And most of it is mine.

I hear the medic say, Mom,

I'll die in a short time.

I just wanted to tell you, Mom,

I swear I didn't drink.

It was the others, Mom.

The others didn't think.

He was probably at the same party as I.

The only difference is, he drank

And I will die.

Why do people drink, Mom?

It can ruin your whole life.

I'm feeling sharp pains now.

Pains just like a knife.

The guy who hit me is walking, Mom,

And I don't think it's fair.

I'm lying here dying

And all he can do is stare.

Tell my brother not to cry, Mom.

Tell Daddy to be brave.

And when I go to heaven, Mom,

Put "GOOD BOY " on my grave.

Someone should have told him, Mom,

Not to drink and drive.

If only they had told him, Mom,

I would still be alive.

My breath is getting shorter, Mom.

I'm becoming very scared.

Please don't cry for me, Mom.

When I needed you, you were always there.

I have one last question, Mom.

Before I say good bye.

I didn't drink and drive,

So why am I the one to die?

Hope it would have touched your heart.
Thanks and Regards,
Navneet Singh Chauhan.


  1. Impressive Navneet, very good way to give message. I think you should modify this poem a little (ask some experienced person) and send it to some publisher.
    All the best..
    And how was your interview?

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  3. Hello Mr. Book, a chinese SPAM, Don't dare to post any web-links on my blog.

  4. Hello Mr. Samir

    A poem is always an effective medium to reach in to deep in to the hearts of people.

    Regarding this one, this is not my work, i have received this poem in a form of an e-mail
    with no mention of name of the author, so i was not able to give the required credits to the
    writer of this work.

    But after some googling i came to know that she is Elizabeth Beeson and the poem is "Death of an Innocent, moreover i found the same poem on following web-page.

    And i also found the following web-page,

    She is also a writer but i dont know is she the same.


    The interview was a good one, is what I feel, but what they feel will be reflected in results soon, they had said they will drop an e-mail to sir on this thursday or so.
    Lets see what happens.

    Thanks and Regards,
    Navneet Singh Chauhan.