Smoking A Cigarette Poem by Someone So Dumb

Lying in the bed, thinking nothing in my head,
My eyes rolled on my college bag, which has my cigarette pack.
inside the bag is my favorite brand, named Black,
an urge to smoke builds up...to complete what I lack.

I open up zip, to take out the pack
excitement runs down the spine, as i hold the cigarette.
My lips clutches it tightly, flame from lighter grows,
my body starts relaxing as the breath slows.

It's fume in my lung and ecstasy in my mind
I'm all lost in this smoke, so hard to find.
images blur when blood rush in vein increases,
I'll prefer cigarette on anything as long as it pleases.


Just like her, cigarette seduces me well
I like tasting her, n she says 'cigarettes are hell'.
'Smoking is injurious to health' still I continue with patience,
Love making with her and smoking, reliefs whenever I'm tensed.

Cigarette burns away, so its magic fades
Again I'm alone, lying next to her in bed
I know quite well, smoking kills really fast
But I will continue smoking, till my breath lasts