The shadow of dust is here…
To breathe in there is a dare…
It spanks me from behind…
Slowly blocking up my mind…
Puff by puff as i inhale…
Faces around turning pale…
I wish to render young again…
To go two minutes before i began…
Will i ever have the will…
To prevent a suicidal kill…
Before i go i am letting you know…
Smoking looks good only for show…
YOU ARE READING
Insomnia inspiration
PoetryFor the readers- Observing is one of my best addictions. I observe everything from the buzz of a fly to the storm in the sky, from two lovebirds to two birds in love. And whenever i get an urge to express them, i start writing. Poetry is just a way...
