Smokes leave a disenchantment,
Wherever they are found,
Whenever they surround,
However much they abound.
White fumes from the burning red,
Emanates from a large fire,
Engulfing the atmosphere,
Polluting the ecosphere.
Black fumes from the exhaust ,
Signifies a deadly pollutant,
Carbon and soot are the resultant,
Afflicting the stratosphere in fluent.
Hot fumes rise up the chimney,
While cold air sinks down,
Making the neighbours frown,
Also they disturb Nature’s crown.
Light fumes from the cigar,
Drawn into the mouth effortlessly
Puffing variant flavours wholesomely,
In every direction effectively.
Mercy is twice blessed,
Blesses the one that gives,
And the one that takes,
Balancing the trades.
Smokes all in general,
Cigars in particular,
Kill one who consumes,
And the one who inhales.
Meenas Poems 