Take a sip though you'd probably regret,
To rid yourself of agony for a couple of secs.
Be gentle, don't rush.
Let the lethal smoke embrace your lungs with ease,
Let the nicotine reach your brain
While you breathe out your tensed thoughts,
Rescue yourself from the grasp of worldly tension,
Lead yourself out of your self created abyss,
Regardless of the few days, you are to miss.
(Written- 2019)
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Your Mix Tape
Poetry"Cause if you see every passing day, In your stubborn usual way. How can the sunshine touch your heart?" . . . A small collection of random poems I've written over the years. Some trace back to my middle school days so, hopefully, you'd understand...
