I get closer to find the meaning,
Good of good things, bad of bad,
My new resolutions every day,
My failed plans, I refresh with you, the coffee.....
My quest to purpose, internal conflicts,
A book, a song, when fail to settle minds,
Giving charge to tired head,
I thrive by consuming you, the coffee.....
I can even hear her babbles, her ever wanting desire,
I can bear her chatter, her endless wishlist,
Rather, I pass through my other ear,
When I sip thee, the coffee.....
I can see through all the life's riddles,
What's best to do and when to be quiet,
I decide with the most peaceful thought,
When I drink the best of you, the coffee.....
The stillness of a deepest ocean,
The calmness of a just born's mind,
The clarity of a divine soul, I attain all, When I drink you, the coffee.....
Not addiction, I call it an association,
A plant, a human, a bitter relation,
Always lead upto a sweet memory,
Intoxication to detoxify life, these coffee verses.....
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Not addiction, I call it an association, A plant, a human, a bitter relation, Always lead upto a sweet memory, Intoxication to detoxify life, these coffee verses..... - - - - - -Aww- - A love for coffee can inspire such a a lovely poem! - - - The last line I like most.
Thank you bharati ji. I always appreciate your comments. They inspire writers like us to write more.