The Last Cigarette

Before I crumble up that empty packet of cigarettes

Let me smell it all, One last time 

There are few burnt, buried stubs still left in there 

Sleeping peacefully in loose tobacco, ashes,

And debris of unapologetic moments and thoughts 

This is my last cigarette 

It smells even more intense while it is steadily dying in between my fingers

Leaving a trail of strong nicotine in my blood 

Before I put you off 

Let me breathe you, let me have you in me the way I have never had 

Your toxicity, your bitter taste is still left in my mouth 

Before I bury you in millions of unwanted and trashy crowds 

Let me kiss you for good 

I shall free you from every attachment

I will make sure you never miss me as one looks for her soul 

Don’t worry I’ll be fine 

I can smell your presence around those perfect dark corners of life

If you think it’s all about a cigarette 

I bet you have never known how you feel to be in love!