Best Cigarette Poems

Empty pack - no cigarettes,
but another pack has one.
Should she smoke it now?
Cigarette stained fingers
stroked the tube.

She teased her mouth with it,
unlit, but lighter reachable,
calming...

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I’m living in anticipation
With other cigarettes who are also growing impatient 
We’re waiting
Praying 
To be the next chosen one 
Now, the door opens and we’re...

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Treat my love like a cigarette; let it creep inside of your throat and caress your lungs. Smoke my love till you're satisfied, and let...

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Everything used to be so simple.
Get up in the morning grab something black to wear.
Grab the phone and make some plans with my friends.
But now...

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He sat at the beer stained table,
a cigarette in his fingers.
Smoke pooling round his cloth capped head,
the look in his eyes still lingers.

From his rough...

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Who have I painted this for
This reflection of my core
My introspection wonders back

An injection of epiphany
It drifts from me like smoke
Suddenly aware I see
Nothing that...

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It is night
2 am
I am driving to the store for cigarettes
A short trip

Or it would be
Except the light turns red
The minute I reach it
I slow...

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The earth is a cigarette,
The human race the lighter.
Is there a way to save it,
With millennials as the fighters?

The grim reaper draws a puff,
And the...

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Lets go spit smoke from between our worn lips
wouldnt it be fun to rott our lungs together?
feel the rat poison, the cancerious **** buring our...

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Ode to the Cigarette

My air is contaminated by the cigarette smoke that I smoke...walking in the clouds makes me choke...though I enjoy it no joke..no...

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Curl me up a tree
Wrap me into a bundle
Light me up like a candle
The warmth of my joy
Kills the carvings you fear
Yes, it bothers me
How...

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The cigarette Smoking
When I lived in Britain that place where refugees in Calais 
try to hide in a lorry for the crossing to the promised...

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THE BEST CIGARETTE
In a darker part of morning, 
or a lighter shade of night,
with his paying for hereafter, 
to be rid of all his blight,
was...

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If it was true 
the promises you made me
all the love is faded
the promises you made
the ring you gave me
the "I love you forever"
was just...

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It's my first,
I need it.
I hold it like in the movies.
Breath it in.
It hurts,
I cough,
I take another breath in.
I do it right.
I feel sinful,
But it...

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