Smoke - II

Smoke - I

As it penetrates in slowly

I'm taken to a happy place

Where everything seems good

And bad tends to erase

When all the words fail

And feelings tends to poke

When death pulls me close

I come alive with smoke

The bitterness feels sweet

When that's all you seem to get

The bottled out miserable agony

With smoke, out you let

The seeped in colors

Are all now in a haze

Coming close to a mingling black

Leaving me out in a solid daze

The moving patterns of smoke

Seems to bring a smile and a glow

Just like the way it aimlessly moves

If only life would so smoothly flow

When you hit the bottomest low

Smoke seems to take you high

There is no reasoning out here

There is no how, when or why

When void and vacuum

Seem to be the best of words

When life moves on without destination

Smoke then comes out in herds

It doesn't intoxicate anymore

It only makes everything feel alright

I like the way smoke stands out

In the darkest of the dark night

When nothing goes your way

Strength seems like an invisible cloak

I wonder how it works this way

But I feel, I'm purified by smoke