Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Dhuaan

A simple flick of the match in the darkness
Bring it close to the tip and take in the first pull, a long deep one
Hold it there, don't let it go just... Let it work its magic
Repeat it, over and over...
In a while your lips will feel heavy, your mouth will run dry.
The hunger in your belly will growl likw a thousand tigers, but your mind flows away....
To pure bliss

2 comments:

Sriram said...

Ah.. Cig poetry. Brilliant! :D

Vinu said...

:)
Well written

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