MY SEAT MATE
Hi dear! Meet my seat mate.
He is peculiar to me for a lone reason.
He is my future,
I live to be like him.
One drag! Just one! They urged me.
I did and they cheered me on.
But one became two and two became daily
And daily my seat mate draws nearer.
Side-by-side I hang out with my seat mate.
Weeks will turn into months and months into years.
And only a few separate me from him.
With every passing second he draws nearer.
Life is a journey but my train is different.
My peers drive towards dream careers,
But I am a daily carrier of this cancer stick.
Skimming the rails in my train, driving to meet my seat mate.
Fuurgh! There goes my smoke
Diffusing into the atmosphere.
Fuurgh! It chokes my breath momentarily
Just like it will choke my life ultimately.
Fuurgh! There goes my smoke
Before my face it forms beautiful shapes
But to my lungs has given an ugly shape
Drawing my seat mate closer.
Oh! What a tragedy when my seat mate arrives,
To claim me from the earth
With all my shattered dreams and buried talents.
With every smoke I draw - his arrival is hastened.
#NoToSmoking
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Fuurgh! You just hit the spot with this creative writing. Interesting. Woww.
This is a nice one from you. This stick draws people farther away from their dreams and purpose in life. It's insane how those who smoke knows how bad it is for their health, but their addiction never allows them to stop smoking. Very insane.
Well Done on this one.
Thank you very much!
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Thank you!