Souren Mondal

Gold Star - 31,436 Points (10th November 1991 / Chandannagar)

To A Cigarette Butt - Poem by Souren Mondal

Taken out from a shiny pack of ten
Kissed, sucked, blown, and inhaled

Tar filled lungs full of love
Burning to death for the mild
pleasure of another
with nothing but the butt ends
remaining

Thrown on the ground
and crushed with shiny boots
with crap on the sole

Cigarette butts - you are the ultimate
masochist lover

Taking one so high to let yourself
lie alone on the dusty ground
ending in a pile of garbage...

Souren Mondal
November 26,2015

Topic(s) of this poem: death, life, love

Form: Free Verse


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Statuatory Warning: Smoking is injurious to health. It kills.

Comments about To A Cigarette Butt by Souren Mondal

  • Brian Mayo (12/9/2015 11:17:00 AM)


    You can't buy packs of ten in America. I don't think I've ever seen one. I saw packs of five in Haiti back in 1974.
    Your poem is very good, and mentioning the crap on your sole was a nice, gritty touch.
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  • Kavya . (11/30/2015 10:14:00 PM)


    bang on...you have worded every line so beautifully and meaningfully carrying a message that the cigaratte butt is the ultimate spoiler and ruins the user -
    Taking one so high to let yourself
    lie alone on the dusty ground
    ending in a pile of garbage...
    Well said....
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  • Daniel Brick (11/30/2015 11:30:00 AM)


    This is a vivid poem and a necessary one, confronting not only an unhealthy habit but a sloppy one.
    Your poem is highly effective in making non-smoking liberating.
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  • Valsa George (11/29/2015 10:19:00 PM)


    Wonderful poem! 'Cigarette butt'...... how powerfully you have used that image to convey all the fatuity and meaninglessness of life. Reading your bio, I feel that you have summed up how you look upon your own life in this poem.......Souren..... you have amazing talent! Don't see yourself as a cigarette butt! Your life is not to lie on the ground smouldering and finally end up in a heap of garbage! Rise up and be a blazing flame! (Report) Reply

    Souren Mondal Souren Mondal (11/29/2015 10:35:00 PM)

    Thank you very much ma'am.. Each time you comment on my poems I feel great :)

  • Abdulrazak Aralimatti (11/28/2015 11:55:00 PM)


    Verily, the poem brings out the true status of a cigar (Report) Reply

    Souren Mondal Souren Mondal (11/29/2015 1:01:00 PM)

    Thank you Abdulrazak :)

  • Blaine Strong (11/28/2015 9:53:00 PM)


    Beautiful stuff. Bravo! (Report) Reply

    Souren Mondal Souren Mondal (11/28/2015 10:08:00 PM)

    Thank you very much Blaine :)

  • Bharati Nayak (11/28/2015 10:53:00 AM)


    What a pathetic end to the cigarette! In the words of the poet- -
    Tar filled lung full of love
    Burning to death for the mild
    pleasure of another
    with nothing but the butt ends
    remaining.- - - - - - - the addiction when is like tar filled lungs is sure to end like cigarette butts.
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    Souren Mondal Souren Mondal (11/28/2015 12:53:00 PM)

    Thank you very much for reading and commenting Bharti :)

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (11/26/2015 3:45:00 AM)


    Wonderful imaginary. So nicely presented the poem on addiction. Amusing one. Thanks. - - - 10 (Report) Reply

    Souren Mondal Souren Mondal (11/26/2015 9:03:00 AM)

    Thank you for reading Kumarmani :)

  • Bakuli Bhakali (11/26/2015 1:06:00 AM)


    A wonderful poem … and a thought provoking one too!
    I wrote one in reply. Please go through it. Although I couldn’t touch the height you set

    My dear cigarette Butt
    Great is the one who get burned
    For the pleasure of another
    But dear
    Never let you crush farther
    He who tossed and smashed
    Your burning blazer
    With his shining shoes
    For his erotic pleasure
    He isn’t the crush
    You craved for
    Life in the pile of garbage? !
    Trust me
    It’s not the life
    You deserve
    Oh dear cigarette Butt
    There is somebody in somewhere within this world
    Who waits with a sterling silver chest
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    Souren Mondal Souren Mondal (11/26/2015 7:41:00 AM)

    It's because, Bakuli, I believe that you are amongst the rarest of poets here - one who can maintain simplicity in difficulties and complexities - that is wonderful :)

    Bakuli Bhakali Bakuli Bhakali (11/26/2015 3:51:00 AM)

    Thank you! !
    That’s the best thing about you never leave the opportunity to inspire!

    Souren Mondal Souren Mondal (11/26/2015 3:26:00 AM)

    Bakuli, I don't think that my poem is better than yours, but I feel itls different - I took a more pessimistic approach (as I do in all of my poems, each and every one) and you went ahead with more optimism... They are both 'good' poems.. And we should take it that way...

    P: S: Definitely post this on your page [maybe with saying 'In response to Souren Mondal's 'To A Cigarette Butt' ;) ]

    Thanks for commenting :)

  • Kelly Kurt (11/26/2015 12:40:00 AM)


    A very interesting take on addictions hold and damage (Report) Reply

    Souren Mondal Souren Mondal (11/26/2015 3:21:00 AM)

    Thanks Kelly.. I once was sent this little 'meme' where it said, the strongest addiction one can feel is towards another human.. All love, perhaps, is just a bad addiction.. All is okay, until the withdrawal comes...

    And as a chainsmoker of three years, who had tried quiting four times, I know how disgusting the withdrawals are...

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (11/26/2015 12:40:00 AM)


    Amusing, I often wonder and have written a poem on Cigarette butts as well, the life swings 360 degree in few minutes, held in hand, frequently kissed and then bite the dust with hard crush....You nailed it in your poem..10+++ (Report) Reply

    Souren Mondal Souren Mondal (11/26/2015 3:18:00 AM)

    You nailed it too with the meaning of this poem as I intended Asim.. Some times we use other human beings like a cigarette! We use them to fullfil our means and then done - it's over get lost... Love like that nowadays.. We have lost the value of human relationships...

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 26, 2015

Poem Edited: Friday, May 20, 2016


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