Cafe Poem by Lubna Hazeem

Where will i find you?
Dear yesterday's news?
Still sitting in the back
Comfortable, perhaps

Where will i find myself?
If i weren't feeling well?
I'd probably go this way
Then turn for another cafe

And have another sip of woe
A lonely girl's cappuccino
To find bitterness so sore
Until it's bitter no more

Stainless windows
Are those of today
Broken pieces to fold
They could easily be made

My fractured portion
Has already been shared
My scattered emotions
Have spread everywhere

Lots of things to fix
Lots of things to explain
Lots of things to rid
Lots of things to remain

Lots of things in this little cup
Lots of things to rejoice of, love