No, I won't give it up
as I see No Smoking
lettered red with a black X

on the entrance
of every movie theatre,
for it means I have to lose

every cherished insight
into life where we pass
from one stage to another

and its ultimate end
into nothingness where
the heat of illusions

downright frigid goes,
if not frozen cold
as flowers in the snowfall.

Let's make a bit clearer
the philosophy of life:
every cigar burning -

a little ash and the stub
in the florid ashtray. Yes,
no more rushing to

rigid philosophers. So,
brave the putting aside
of all the fears of a disease

like cancer. Smoke
at your ease and grasp
the core of nothingness.

Sofiul Azam

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-smoker-s-straight-refusal/