Someone told me once
Smokes are very much parallel
To the failures and successes of life
Every time you lose
Blue smoke surrounds you 24 × 7
And when you win
It’s the rainbow of euphoria
That resides your eyes
April 09,2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well scored and well rolled... I'll be headbanging to this one...