The Elegant Oasis: A Poem Of Leisure And Inner Peace Poem by Sumita Jetley

In bustling Mumbai's Colaba street,
A sanctuary waits where souls can meet.
Meera walks in, the chimes ring clear,
A hint of coffee in the air draws near.

The velvet chairs and mahogany wood,
Speak to her as she knew they would.
Years away from this familiar land,
Yet, here she finds a place so grand.

'Good afternoon, ' says Ravi with a smile,
Owner of this elegant domicile.
'A table for one? ' he asks so kind,
She nods and leaves the world behind.

By the window, Meera takes her seat,
Where peace and elegance naturally meet.
Art Deco whispers from the walls,
While sunlight through the patterned curtains falls.

Antique chandeliers cast a golden hue,
A glowing warmth in shades subdued.
Elderly couples, young minds at work,
Each one here, no room for a quirk.

In the corner, young Priya's eyes
Dance on paper 'neath the Mumbai skies.
A pencil sketching without any bound,
Capturing the soul of all she's found.

Meera sips her cup, a cappuccino blend,
Feels the universe as her close friend.
In this café, she finds her grace,
A tranquil moment in life's busy race.

For here's not just a café scene,
But a work of art, a place serene.
An elegant oasis midst Mumbai's din,
Where journeys pause, and peace walks in.

She feels at leisure, her spirit free,
In sync with the universe, as it should be.
And in her heart, a newfound creed,
That life's best enjoyed at a slower speed.

In this café, Meera's soul unfurls,
Amidst the coffee, the sketches, and the pearls.
A tapestry woven of stories untold,
Of moments pure, and of courage bold.

So let this tale of Meera be
A testament to tranquility.
In a café hidden in Mumbai's maze,
She found her peace, her soul ablaze.