It starts with a smile and ends with a heartbreak.

At first, I kissed your lips.

Now I kiss a cigarette.

Everything is Fake.

It was all a mistake.

Of all the Love I gave you,

you just pushed me away.

"Smoking kills".

It's all People say.

But it's your love

which is killing me instead.

I don't want any sympathy.

I don't want this care.

Your love gave me anxiety.

I began to despair.

You always played these 'mind games'.

Called me by these cute names.

I controlled my body but you controlled my brain.

"Why do you smoke so much?!"

My mom would complain.

How do I tell her?

This keeps me away

from this immense pain,

Which everyday,

you yet make me retain

PAIN PAIN PAIN.

Just go away.

You never loved me, baby.

All you did was betray.

PAIN PAIN PAIN.

Just go away.

My love was the Ash

My heart was your ashtray.

~K.C.Waghela

(Poemholic)