Smoker's Nostalgia Copyright of Arslan Poetry Blog
Picked up this little thing
At youth's time of spring
Unaware of a consequential life
Like a heart at the tip of a knife
With each pack it went deeper
Bringing The Bridge ever so closer
To take me from life to death
Invited it with every breath
At its center, I now stand
In front lies a dark land
Perplexed I see a flash back
Picture film white and black
A picture film full of smoke
Clouded more with every stroke
Smoke not of tragedy or distress
But, from a pack of cigarettes
With every inhale and each light
Chest struggled a losing fight
Earned wealth turned to ash
To update the cigarette stash
It was a secret a clandestine hobby
No longer Parents in the hospital lobby
Saddening, this picture film of smoke
Reform myself, I shall, if only I woke.
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Smoker's Nostalgia Copyright of Arslan Poetry Blog
Picked up this little thing
At youth's time of spring
Unaware of a consequential life
Like a heart at the tip of a knife
With each pack it went deeper
Bringing The Bridge ever so closer
To take me from life to death
Invited it with every breath
At its center, I now stand
In front lies a dark land
Perplexed I see a flash back
Picture film white and black
A picture film full of smoke
Clouded more with every stroke
Smoke not of tragedy or distress
But, from a pack of cigarettes
With every inhale and each light
Chest struggled a losing fight
Earned wealth turned to ash
To update the cigarette stash
It was a secret a clandestine hobby
No longer Parents in the hospital lobby
Saddening, this picture film of smoke
Reform myself, I shall, if only I woke.
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Smoker's Nostalgia Copyright of Arslan Poetry Blog
