A Cup Of Coffee Poem by Anurag Talukdar

Lines curve strange pictures in our life,
Purple of dream melts into sorcery of dark.
I loved blue, while she erased her past,
Past confined beyond my reach, beyond my grasp.

Her smile, a sprinkle of infectious yellow,
Into the fountain of my lunatic life.
I wished, she understood my pain,
Pain of suppressed thousand slaughtered swans.

The coffee in my cup swirled to dance,
As I stirred my past into her heart.
Her heart tender as a stone,
Her heart bruised by million wounds.

I heard what she didn’t say,
I dreamt what she never meant.
I swam alone in this ocean of words,
I drowned and died every day.

My soul, lost in labyrinth of lies,
Her past, brewing under a shadow of blue fire,
We both lived our life every day,
Strangling our past, stewing our future,
Two ordinary people dreaming in a cafeteria.