Panic

Faisal once again to fate

One with abuse

He grabbed a cigarette.

For a while now this bad-

The habit is done. 
Of course

His roommate Sohail

The idea is cigarettes at all

Not a bad habit. 
Rather it

A shelter. 
From the earth

Far from this civilized world

Away, a safe haven.

Of course, that is also true

Something in Sohail cigarettes

Then add spices

Pull quite comfortably

Put.

Today seems to be the new moon.

The flash light of the phone

Faisal's only hope.

Bought with sixteen thousand

The phone is also very good

Not serving.

Looks like a flash

The phone has jaundice.

Severe jaundice. 
Neem tree

If you don't eat the bark

This jaundice will not go away.