One Sip of Coffee
Often I amuse myself
By thinking of an idea of having her;
Hundred days of so called ‘true love’
And you just trapped yourself in nowhere.
Optimism, hope and belief are so tricky words
Just to make you feel better;
Two more tea-spoons of sugar
And your coffee tastes bitter;
Hey, don’t you judge me fellas!
I am the same you but out of this phony train;
Just one drop of smile
And I bet I will fall in love again.
National Poetry Writing Month
Keep Reading Keep Humming
See you in the moon
It’s extremely hard to explain
From inside what exactly is killing me?
Is it the high expectation song
Which I am imposing on me,
Or is it the moment you said
You are leaving?
Although, I do not see any difference
Which gives me nothing but memoirs, ah amused!
By breaking the bridge of possibilities
In all mixup thoughts, I know somehow I’ll get through.
Don’t have to be cautious about losing you
You go ahead; I’ll see you in the moon!