Cigarette – Addiction or Choice!

Had seen my father dragging puffs,
It felt like releasing yourself from handcuffs.

That cigarette smell was like an aroma to me,

Which I always wanted to try and feel free.

The first I smoked at seventeen,

Fully aware of the effects of nicotine.

But never knew i will be this addictive,

Well, that was me, careless and non-productive!

The sight of tobacco-caused cancer warnings were scary,

I wanted those images not to be so prominent but a bit blurry.

Thought of saying no to friends with cigarette in hand,

Sadly, couldn’t take that firm stand.

Gradually, destroying, declining I finally quit,

It’s never too late to be fit.

You have loved ones who adore you,

Much more than that cigarette could ever do.

Author: One Grey Girl

Well, an MBA by qualification. Young. Lazy. Observer. Logical in thoughts. Emotional in approach. Mostly Grey.

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