Smoking Poem by Ajay Srivastava

Smoking



Sitting among friend feeling pressure
i decided to take few sip.
Suddenly i am thrilled and dance for few second
my whole presence is lost.
Gradually i am habitual of few sip every day
without knowing the consequence.
Later few sip are life i can not live without these unique sip
One day i fell down and i feeling uncomfortable.
Only on this day i realize
unique gift presented to me and my family few year back.
now i am not in a position to inhale and exhale
even after spending huge money to get rid of
unique gift...... too late.....my internal body organ
say sorry.......your realization is very late.
Liquor and smoking is injurious to health
clearly written.....even than?

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