Just Like Smoke

The smoke.
So beautiful
As it dance in the light.

As I exhale it out
I watch it float.
So weightless, so free.

Oh, I can't help
But fall in love
As I feel the heat within my chest.

As I feel the butt
Against my skin
I can't but feel relief.

My head clear.
All thoughts, problems
Gone.

So free
I wish I could be
Just like the smoke.

Author's Note

I wrote this just after I smoked a cigarette and what inspired it was how the smoke looked as it was headed towards the light. It looked so beautiful and unique, I just had to write about it!

Reviews

[The Dreamer]

:) wonderful. as i read your poem i could see the misty white swirls of smoke in my mind :D. i find it very beautiful , many times ive been transfixed by the sight of it!yes it would be wonderful to feel as free and light as the smoke. good one :)

[DoNt LoSe YoUrSeLf]

Yes, the sight of the floating smoke as it made it's way towards the light was very soothing and transfixing. I kept watching it float and soar until it completely faded. Then I kept doing it over and over, just to watch the beauty. And it's a pretty good feeling to feel as free as light as the smoke itself.