SmokeA Poem by New TheoryMade me wonder, the lady. the stairway to heavenUnhinged, unknown to the ones surrounding She stood strong, fearless with cold steel face. Puffing smoke, surrounded by a white cloud Contrasting black sweat shirt a little big for her. She exuded a strange anger, almost unnerving. Sipping in faster in large gulps, a glance to the watch. Hurrying for some unfinished task. She made me admire and think of her enough To write a poem for her. That unknown girl, in her small frame Her eyes looking to a distance made me wonder Whether her heart was broken Was that why she was angry And maybe I could mend her broken heart. Or maybe there was nothing there Maybe she just needed a smoke. Maybe that's all we need sometimes. Just a smoke.
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9 Reviews Added on December 1, 2014 Last Updated on December 1, 2014 AuthorNew TheoryMumbai, Maharashtra, IndiaAboutI am a lazy writer, a day dreamer with lots of ideas which take me to a different land often. I often just jot down ideas which I never really work upon. An avid fan of horror, I am one who you ca.. more..Writing
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