A Cigarette Smoker's World Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Smokes, smokes, smokes,
Only smokes,
Smokes and ashes.

Smokes and ashes, smokes and ashes
And this is,
This is his world,
Only of smokes and ashes.

Smoking to finish it all,
Life is a smoke
And he is smoking to the butt,
The stump to be thrown off.

Smoke, smoke, smoke
And the smokes curling above,
He smoking and it trailing.

Blackening it all,
Lighting up, taking the puffs
And going
Holding in between the fingers.