In the darkness of my fears,
When nobody seems near.
I dwell on the dark side,
I feed my demons
And watch it getting bigger.
One shot down, few puffs later.
Climbed above the lying ladder.
Never knowing what I really wanted,
After some sniffs, I feel distorted.
Every night leads to a new morning,
With this hope, we keep moving.
– K.K. Karma blogs
– Kirtika Karma Katira