We bid farewell on a rainy day, at Cafe de la Rotonde we frequent. Underneath one umbrella we gaze at the ashtray through its shiny surface we see bent and dent. A moment we are flooded with words to say, but our tongues fail us motionless and silent. Upon a gust rain goes sideway, into our cold coffee it descends. So we finish our coffee in the rain, that tastes like warm, bitter, and salty grains.
May 2019, love
Likes: Debosmita Saha, Ali Tajmir-Riahi, Jenny Middleton
Jenny Middleton - I love the visual images you create in this poem. Thanks for sharing it.
Ali Tajmir-Riahi - Keep writing inspiring
Debosmita Saha - With your words and emotions you took me to "Cafe de la Rotonde" and made my heart feel the sweet setting . This poem is so well written .
Rain drops in our coffee
We bid farewell on a rainy day,
at Cafe de la Rotonde we frequent.
Underneath one umbrella we gaze at the ashtray
through its shiny surface we see bent and dent.
A moment we are flooded with words to say,
but our tongues fail us motionless and silent.
Upon a gust rain goes sideway,
into our cold coffee it descends.
So we finish our coffee in the rain,
that tastes like warm, bitter, and salty grains.
May 2019, love
Likes: Debosmita Saha, Ali Tajmir-Riahi, Jenny Middleton
Jenny Middleton - I love the visual images you create in this poem. Thanks for sharing it.
Ali Tajmir-Riahi - Keep writing inspiring
Debosmita Saha - With your words and emotions you took me to "Cafe de la Rotonde" and made my heart feel the sweet setting . This poem is so well written .