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by Jawwad Zafar Nov 4, 2013 category : Life, society / about society
With every puff intake A fragment of life, it takes pace by pace ,dilutes the body A dead-end, if gone steady For death, it's a craving upon soul, there's raving An enless thrist to quench within demon smog, mortal drench thicker smoke, turns outrageous shallow breeze, sharply contagious burning bridges, takin' stroll pay with freedom, as a toll Pounds the heart, pulses down the balck hole deepen, angels frown Torn cutains, abandon to hide embrace, sniff the costive sucide Coughing life, enslavement cuff Inhale the end, The Death Puff