Addicted




He gazed at its' slowing pulse,
Losing its life like a handicapped elf,
He could do nothing but lose himself with it,
Or to stride past its end forever,
which he could never,
Unseperable, he breathed his last with its';
last puff of his Cigar.

12 lightenings:

Deadman Inc said...

Hmm, dream ending for a smoker :D Short one but sweet.

Praveen said...

aaah..superb!!
I was fooled till the last line
:D

SHWETHA said...

@deadman Inc
Yeah, I wanted this to haunt all smokers who read it. Dats da plan :)

SHWETHA said...

@ praveen
Thank you.... That was my aim.
Mission accomplished. Just kidding...

lostmermaid said...

well written !! liked it :)

shraddha said...

very nicely said...

SHWETHA said...

@Shradha
Thanks for the visit. Do keep in touch

Vinay said...

hey J, this was good...
a scare fare for a smoker!! :D

do update ur blogroll, i've shifted my blog to wordpress at

Conjuring Kreativity

Chriz said...

smokey.. :)

SHWETHA said...

@ vinay.
Yup I'll do that. I rmbr u teln me abt da hacker the otherday.

@Chriz
Yeah! Thanks for visiting. Keep in touch.

SAHITYIKA said...

hey..
nice..
only at last line i was able to knw whts going on.. :D

SHWETHA said...

Oh that was my intention :D
Thanks for the visit!