Smoking Poems 소설 & 이야기

mapait kong tagun bago ko nilagok ang pang 21 shot ko. Napapikit ako ng muling gumihit sakin lalamunan ang alak. Tumayo ako at lumakad papunta sa smoking area. Nilabas ko ang sigarilyo ko mula sa pocket ng palda ko and sinindihan ito. It gives me some relaxation after lighting my cigarettes. Pero akala ko makakalma ng nararamdaman ko pero nagkamali lang ako. Bumuhos na naman ang luha ko, sakin pag iisa mas lalo ko nararamdaman ang sakit at pangungulila.

Sinapo ko ang gilid ng aking sentido. Hindi ako na kontento, kinuha ko ang kaha ng sigarilyo na matagal ko nang hindi ginagalaw. Kumuha ako ng isa, mabilis na sinindihan at nilagay sa bibig ko. I took a slow drag, feeling the burn of smoke fill my lungs before I exhaled, watching the thin tendrils swirl into the space. Umaga-umaga naninigarilyo ako. Ginagawa ko lang kapag lugmok ako ng problema.

It awakened something animal in me—something that should've been caged long ago. After I used them, I left them in ruins. Naked. Sobbing. Just another piece of trash I tossed out of my fucked-up world. Tonight was no different. I stepped out onto the veranda, clothed only in a damp white towel hanging from my hips. My body is still slick with sweat, smoke curling between my lips. Marlboro Red. My poison of choice. I lit another stick, eyes half-lidded, staring into the void as if it might look back.

I uttered, swallowing the lump which formed in my throat before it got worst. I showed her way out, pressing my lips. Sa pag alis niya muli akong huminga ng malalim. I hate it.. The feeling.. I hate it so much. The feeling of being powerless to stand into something right. Pacing, I was screaming inside leading me to do the thing I already stop long ago which is smoking. I didn't want to but I need it... However, before I could light it up a girl I would not like to see showed up.

mahina niyang wika na ako lang nakaririnig. Nangati ang aking labi kasabay ng pamumuo ng paglalaway. “Gusto ko na lang mag-smoke,” mahina ko ring usal. Pinaglalaruan ko na lang ang isang piraso ng bulaklak mula sa aking hita. Matiim siyang tumitig sa ‘kin. “Do you smoke?”

Napaawang ang labi ng kanyang ina habang palipat-lipat ang tingin nito sa kanya at sa ashtray. “Stop it Ma. Despite knowing that cigarettes can destroy you, you continue smoking.”

“Smoking too much is bad for your health. Alam mo naman ‘yun pero ginagawa mo pa rin nang paulit-ulit.” Alam niyang nag-aalala ito sa kanya. Ikinatuwa ni Fifth ang pag-aalalang ito ni Naomi. “Okay, I'll listen to you, I won't smoke anymore.” Kinuha ni August ang sigarilyo sa bibig at pinatay na ito. Walang pag-aatubiling itinapon na iyon sa basurahan. Pagkatapos ay niyakap ni si Naomi nang mahigpit. Wala sa kanila ang nagsalita, tanging ang tibok ng puso ng isa't isa ang pinakikinggan. Under the setting sun, the sky was as beautiful as a painting, especially the fiery clouds, which were breathtaking.

Tinignan ko ang likod na part nito at may nabasa ako. 2nd Promise – Quit smoking please! I don’t want you to suffer from respiratory diseases! Again, this is Jianna’s penmanship. “Who the f*ck this came from?”

"Black cigarettes have strong smells. But the cigarettes you smoke don't smell like tobacco or weed. It smells like menthol, fresh from the freezer, cold." Ngumisi si Hugo. "Ah... You got me." Catalina's chest hammered when Hugo portrayed a very sweet smile. Agad na napaayos ng upo ang dalaga at muling bumalik ang atensiyon sa host. She doesn't want to see him blush and she doesn't want him to notice how her heart beats so damn fast. Maya-maya pa ay hindi na nga napigilan ni Catalina ang sarili at nagpaalam na pupunta sa banyo.

paliwanag ko at ngumiti si Thana sa amin ni Yhra. "Well I start smoking when I was fourteen, tinatago ko pa kila Mama and Papa. I just love to see the smoke, fade and hoping that my problems is like a smoke, kusang nawawala at nag lalaho." Sabay kaming napatawa at nagpakawala ng malalim ba hinga.