Tag Archives: Tobacco
WHAT I SMOKE IS
What I smoke, This Poem wasn’t Created, Thought or Worked upon. It felt and came straight from my heart about every thing I do, to make myself happy, sad or envy. Read Here about my Instant thoughts
THE FUNERAL SMOKE CLOUD
For, an old man, it is always tough to survive, He survives through bolting the door, so it not opens when few people, force open it; He struggles for a breath, in the atmosphere of oxygen, for he knows how less it will be soon for him, Plants he sees, understands the important sunlight; Yet […]
" I DIDN'T SAY THAT " 