Thursday, November 26, 2015

To A Cigarette Butt Comments

Rating: 5.0

Taken out from a shiny pack of ten
Kissed, sucked, blown, and inhaled

Tar filled lungs full of love
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Souren Mondal
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Brian Mayo 09 December 2015

You can't buy packs of ten in America. I don't think I've ever seen one. I saw packs of five in Haiti back in 1974. Your poem is very good, and mentioning the crap on your sole was a nice, gritty touch.

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Daniel Brick 30 November 2015

This is a vivid poem and a necessary one, confronting not only an unhealthy habit but a sloppy one. Your poem is highly effective in making non-smoking liberating.

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Abdulrazak Aralimatti 28 November 2015

Verily, the poem brings out the true status of a cigar

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Souren Mondal 29 November 2015

Thank you Abdulrazak :)

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Blaine Strong 28 November 2015

Beautiful stuff. Bravo!

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Souren Mondal 28 November 2015

Thank you very much Blaine :)

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Kumarmani Mahakul 26 November 2015

Wonderful imaginary. So nicely presented the poem on addiction. Amusing one. Thanks. - - - 10

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Souren Mondal 26 November 2015

Thank you for reading Kumarmani :)

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Kelly Kurt 26 November 2015

A very interesting take on addictions hold and damage

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Souren Mondal 26 November 2015

Thanks Kelly.. I once was sent this little 'meme' where it said, the strongest addiction one can feel is towards another human.. All love, perhaps, is just a bad addiction.. All is okay, until the withdrawal comes... And as a chainsmoker of three years, who had tried quiting four times, I know how disgusting the withdrawals are...

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M Asim Nehal 26 November 2015

Amusing, I often wonder and have written a poem on Cigarette butts as well, the life swings 360 degree in few minutes, held in hand, frequently kissed and then bite the dust with hard crush....You nailed it in your poem..10+++

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Souren Mondal 26 November 2015

You nailed it too with the meaning of this poem as I intended Asim.. Some times we use other human beings like a cigarette! We use them to fullfil our means and then done - it's over get lost... Love like that nowadays.. We have lost the value of human relationships...

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