I hate smoking.

"Hate for smoking & love for the smoker, the very paradox of it..." -Zoya Zaidi


Blue-Carved Lungs.

Purple smoke is issuing from his mouth in constellations.

She studies the quiet
And sighs her grave acceptance,
Holding his hand with disinfected grace and
Ignoring a certain contentment in his toxic smile

He is saying something with every tragic exhalation.

He is sorry.

She'd give anything to kiss those
Smoke-filled lungs, carved blue in the starlight,
Back to life again




Poetry by Inked.
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Written on 2005-11-02 at 03:52

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Zoya Zaidi
Sad!
Yet, there is somthing very apealing in those lines
Something heart rending-
Hate for smoking &
Love for the smoker,
The very paradox of it ,
Lunges at your heart!
You really had me inked!!!
2005-11-02


Zoya Zaidi
Sad!
Yet, there is somthing very apealing in those lines
Something heart rending-
Hate for smoking &
Love for the smoker,
The very paradox of it ,
Lunges at your heart!
You really had me inked!!!
2005-11-02


Zoya Zaidi
Sad!
Yet, there is somthing very apealing in those lines
Something heart rending-
Hate for smoking &
Love for the smoker,
The very paradox of it ,
Lunges at your heart!
2005-11-02