The Cigarette Butt on the Street

 Dr Sudhansu Dash

I am lying on the street                     

Waiting for some uncertain moment

To lose my identity

Under the feet of an indefinite somebody

This is what I am fated to

But think just a moment before

I was clinging to your lips

Sincerely digesting all you’re sufferings

Burring myself moment after moment

I am drop of water in desert sand

My life is coiling into a smoke

Have you ever thought once

To how many pieces I have broken in my inside?

The question hunts me constantly

As I am destined to be a suspended and deserted

To be ravished under a merciless feet.

Tears ends up in the eyes

The remains are a memory

That also leaves me alone

Leaving behind only a heap of ashes

Of my flesh and blood.