Everyday I drop by at the cafe
& order my regular: Chai Latte.
Everyday I sit by the window
Just to get a glimpse of you again.
Everyday you bring to me
My cup of warmth and walk away.
Tag: poem
Creamy Mornings
He plopped a dollop of cream
In her hot mug of morning coffee
Making it all the more heavenly.
Her beauty, a marvel
To the artists’ eyes.
But every night,
She cried herself to sleep
Coz her love was blind.
Of a Lady
To paint her portrait
She studied her, carefully.
Her gaze, a wildfire.
Spring
A little red bird
Flew in and sang
Sweet songs of spring.
Dancing Flame
She fell asleep
While the dancing flame
Of the candle
Burned all night
By her side.
Tempted
Lured into a bakery
By the warm smell of bread
& roasted coffee beans.
Blush
Her powdered cheeks
A gush of wind
Caused her to sneeze.
Eternal Love
In her tranquil gaze
Her warm embrace
Lies his eternity.
Gathering Pieces
Her family was broken
She gathered pieces
Every single day
& put them together.
They would fall apart
Every single day.
With tears dropping from her eyes
She gathered the pieces
All over again.
With a single hope,
That some day
They realise through her
That no matter how difficult life gets
You need to keep aside your weakness
Put on a brave face
& keep your loved ones content.
Nuraine Sadaf 