Shisha

Exhaling
The negativity
As he look upon
The dark ceiling
With all the questions
In his mind
Slowly wondering
Since when
It became a habit
Holding pipe in his hand
Never was a fan
Never had the thought
Never bother to try
Never ever been curious
What it feels like
Till that one day
Her message came
Explaining her cruelty
And hoping for forgiveness
It turn a man
Into a beast
Howling
With anger and tears
*Why not you give it a try?*
Said his pal
Handing the pipe
Towards him
Turning
Into a habit

Questions were asked
What make it a habit
He hesitated and answered

"Sometimes is hard to describe
Some may felt is cool
Some may influence by peers
Some treat it as alternative for ciggarette"

"For me is really something sentimental
What I call
*Exchange of emotions*
Imagine it yourself
Whenever I am upset or annoyed
Inhaling all the tobacco vapours
In exchange of
Exhaling all the negativity
Inside me
While looking
The vapour
Slowly vanishes
In the dark skies
It calms me down a little"