One cup of coffee
There on table
I'm keeping my hand
On my hand
In deep thinking
Distance between my
Wishes and reality __
this much
A rose out on road
Side vendor
Selling car to car
Distance with my voice
In time
That far
Distance with blue
Sky in my hut
Immeasurable
Coming out of grave
Of grief by illusion
Foretold folks
Life displayed
Distance is similar to
The Sun and the Moon
None can be cherish
At same time on vast
Wishes are running
Reality breaks speed
Distance is
Love and death
Silence
And pain
One cup of coffee
Lips drying
Distance
Is stranger
Out of planet
That resides
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The poet is a keen observer of life seeking to unravel the mysteries observed all around- some looking easy and others complex. Insightful with philosophical undertones. Thanks, Lily.