Coffee 1 - Poem by Waseem Sherif
In slumber we saw the veils lifted
We saw the sun being twisted
The darkness bleeds from within
Dark drops make lines so thin
"It's coffee! it's friggin' coffee! "
And the people rejoice
Then drink happily ever after.
Poet's Notes about The Poem
it accepted 'dark' it's not even a noun!
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