Falling Ashes
A Poem
Ashes fall from my cigarette.
I realize that it has started to
burn my hand.
Snuffing out the butt in an achingly
overflowing ashtray. Brought back
to the world at hand.
Lost in thought.
Pleasant memories
often hurt more than caustic ones.
I feel the fire
light the flame
cigarettes are all that's left.
I realize that it has started to
burn my hand.
Snuffing out the butt in an achingly
overflowing ashtray. Brought back
to the world at hand.
Lost in thought.
Pleasant memories
often hurt more than caustic ones.
I feel the fire
light the flame
cigarettes are all that's left.
Published by Jack Lhasa
Jack Lhasa is a freelance writer, photographer, talker, reader and a full time internet personality. View profile
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I can relate with this one, good job!