Like the cigarette,
You are smoking out
Your time on the open field.
You are taking life-risk
Like going through the unmanned
Railway platform without
Looking here and there.
The scent is there
And you are taking it
To the core without
Noticing the moth therein.
But you smiling
Knowing fully well
You are dying and dying.
This is a very nice expression sir....we often waste time like the smoke of a cigarette realising hardly we will pay a heavy price for it just like a smoker who ends in charcoal lungs....I liked it very much...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A good poem on life...thanx for sharing sir :)