SMOKE
Pravat Kumar Mandal
Grey smoke irritates the eyes
Its strange smelling chokes breath
Its coil continues to rise
A civilisation wreath.
Smoke is out from everywhere
When people started walking.
From every nook and corner
Smoke coming out and spreading.
Smoke is toxic and fatal
That's a cause of pollution.
But the smoke is more lethal
The smoke that emits from tension.
After being dejected
He spends in nicotine smoke.
After being rejected
He embraces eternal choke.
30/08/2020
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