Tension And Cigarette

Tension and cigarette have made me an insomniac,

Sucking moistures from lips.

Can you come again,

Forgiving me for the disloyalty?

Can you come again,

Touching my lips with your ethereal lips,

Giving me the rays of hope

To lead a life with you?

Oh, my pious lady,

Come back,

I am incomplete without you.

Before the smoke kills me,

Come and embrace me 

And make me yours