Smoking Poems - Poems about Smoking

Can't wait, Need another cigarette Need another drag Nicotine pangs have come calling Heart and lungs shout out Stop calling!! Can't wait, can't stop the desire so strong Need another drag! And another drag!! It's so smooth and soothing So slick...

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Smoking all while it is heavily but gently snowing. Smiling through thoughts that are so saddening and so unraveling. Staying strong as usual through all of what is separating....

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Smoking Fire pot Of men of gods Feasting on the fears Of mere mortals thirsty souls Grasping on sipping patience of dawn of dusk a tale of myth a trial of will tampering minds tricky with tickling time probing souls ...

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How dare you I thought to the questioner Out of bounds The NPR reporter asks Annie Clark aka St. Vincent Are you, are you, you know ok? Referencing her latest song Smoking Section Ok so maybe she takes pills I don’t know Lives on the stage Of bravery or depravity but it’s just a way It’s ok Like as Robert Plant once said in...

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Throwing your heart into a basket appears to be par for the course; Writing and then rewriting searching for electric; Crumpled ideas left on the floor, embers smoke wanting sparks....

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Pleasure of long drag relief daily stresses just one puff away...

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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 I’ll weave my tricotine I am a silent killer causing deadly disease, but people ignore the warnings and signs of...

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I feel it, can't hold my cigarette because my hand is shaking My nerves are acting up but my feet are still and planting Yeah I'm tense, I might faint but I'm not going to be failing Yes, I'm stressed out but I'm obviously going to be winning...

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A lit cigarette provokes beginning of thoughts rising emotions burning sensation relieves all worries and doubt the rest up in smoke...

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I’m craving a smoke I’m craving a drag, a poisonous and toxic puff of smog to fill my empty lungs to pass the time to feel the burn in my throat. I fill my body with solitude and meditate in cramped spaces with no air. Lightheadedness I hope one day you find what you are looking for but I still won’t count my blessings....

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Good in smoking Is the art of making clouds Without you choking....

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The woman in the next booth was gorgeous Ronnie started to introduce himself Then he saw the cigarette His mother had been a smoker He could not abide the stench of it The smell of nicotine curdled his nose hairs He walked rapidly away, wishing she was not a smoker But alas, she was, so they were not meant to be The woman...

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Outside shivering As my right hand keeps shaking While I am smoking. ...

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SMOKING WILL KILL YOU He said “Smoking will kill you!” catching the faint smell, scanning for ash trays as he entered her apartment, ready to accept months of miscalculation of red lips and laughter, dark hair and desire, intellect and intrigue and a hint of tobacco smell that was surely the fine residue of her colleagues, family or friends “I do...

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Such a smooth motion, the silver slowly moves, right across my canvas wrist, its peace that I choose. The glass quickly empties, my head starts to spin, the alcohol makes me dizzy, it feels like a win. The smoke fades away, drag after drag, i know it isn't healthy, but it makes me want to brag. I swing at them again, i'm not quite sure why, the violence is...

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