Cigarette Poems - Poems about Cigarette

the sharp cry of metal scrapping flint sets you ablaze, combustion, turning oxygen and nicotine into ash in my mouth, I want to kiss you my dear, I want to breath you in and fill my lungs to...Read the rest...

I see the shadow of the smoke In the morning light after I woke....Read the rest...

Lucky Strikes was his cigarette Soothing his nerves from what he could expect He had been at war since ‘43 And his War story had been something to see It was his unit’s turn for the front line And he...Read the rest...

I am that slender lady in sexy white sheets, my figure is smoking hot when my body touches the heat. I’ll give you moments of pleasure and a fill of nicotine, but around your healthy lungs...Read the rest...

She comes across the screen dancing her boots off. Kicking and carousing, showing us her sexy legs. She is the Old Gold Cigarette Girl of course! Men were men back in the sixties, But women were “girls” – it...Read the rest...

I asked the owl: “What is love?” She said to me: "Ask God." I asked God: “What is love?” He said: “Ask your wife.” I asked my wife: “What is love?” She replied with a smile: «Ask the owl» I smoked a cigarette and left the city...Read the rest...

What you said Vs1 My hands are shaking I light another cigarette My heart is breaking I wish i could forget What you said to me What you did to me What you mean to me Oh oh what you mean to me Vs2 My eyes...Read the rest...

A blank stare into nothingness Suddenly I looked up as something caught my eye A very pretty girl saunters in and buys herself a coffee And perches herself cross-legged upon a cleared table in front of me Among the...Read the rest...

Vicky my poor widow and maid I had to pause and write you this page A passing though my love has made to mention you and the love I caged My sight was your prisoner when ever you were around Desire well...Read the rest...

...Then it was a longest day And thereafter, shortest night Things were going usual way Metaphorical insight Didn’t happen, though it could I was busy placing bets Heard some angel spoke to me If I have a cigarette “I’m so sorry to quit...Read the rest...

The snow falls white in Norway just like anywhere else in the world. The snow falls white in Norway like the smoke from a cigarette. The blue mists lap at coat tails only in a self-portrait in Norway. Pale brown eyes...Read the rest...

Who have I painted this for This reflection of my core My introspection wonders back An injection of epiphany It drifts from me like smoke Suddenly aware I see Nothing that looks like clarity In the shadows I am pondering A stillness caught...Read the rest...

to leave the eyes that I haven’t seen in a long time it's sort of a mirror there where I left myself a few moments thinking it could weigh as much as love (I don’t recognise today the definition...Read the rest...

Have you ever bummed a cigarette or a razor blade like Gillette How 'bout stealing a place in line or someone's coat that fits you fine And...Read the rest...

He sits down there, holding a cigarette Looking up at the summer sky. He inhales the smoke inside his lang Then releases in an arm-long straight line. Sometimes he releases through his nostrils. Sometimes he exhales in small circles Floating on...Read the rest...