DEEPAK KUMAR PATTANAYAK


Coffee With A Stranger - Poem by DEEPAK KUMAR PATTANAYAK

Coffee with a stranger
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Strange is the way of life;
Don’t know when and where
For a moment or for a time brief
The drift of tide brings us a leaf
Wherein found lines of sorrow and joy
That destiny has in store for life
We spend our lives as a tale
And soul looks for an outlet to tell
So many strange things happen
And we may not recount all again
Though a few goes not in vain
That the divinely asking will
Once brought me to a lane
Where existed a small restaurant
And there I was sitting alone
Unmindful of coming and going of persons
When suddenly I was greeted with hello
And saw a stranger sitting haggard and worn
Asking me for a coffee be spared for him alone
Entered into discussion over many a topic
Though looking scarred and tired with many a strife
When asked what went wrong with life
Told me, see, life is full of toil and pain
A search for pleasure and for gain
And I have lost everything over gambling
And life will not be the same for me again
Let me live to Him whose grace divine
May enliven this dead soul of mine again.......


Comments about Coffee With A Stranger by DEEPAK KUMAR PATTANAYAK

  • Bronze Star - 2,956 Points Ken E Hall (2/15/2014 11:37:00 PM)

    Heartful deed to a stranger with the comfort of coffee...not strange to recall kindness its in the bones...nice to read indeed...regards | Delete this message (Report) Reply

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  • Bronze Star - 2,956 Points Ken E Hall (2/15/2014 11:34:00 PM)

    Heartful deed to a stranger with the comfort of coffee...not strange to recall kindness its in the bones...nice to read indeed...regards | Delete this message (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 14, 2014



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