Miraquill
Coffee Mates
I always wanted a coffee friend,
Who can talk to me, and make moments.
Who would be a coffee lover, just like me,
And can have chit-chat in my company.
We sit for hours and talk about things,
What we did the whole week, what's coming up.
Just this small coffee relation that we can cherish,
Nothing more than that can flourish.
Step out of the cafe and not bother each other,
Just with the next cup of coffee we can see each other.
A relation that starts and ends with just being coffee mates,
If you want to be the one, then let me know before it's late.
- Prerana Rathi
©rathiprerana
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thewritingbunny
33w
EVERYTHINGS WRONG BUT THAT'S JUST RIGHT
It's 7:26 now and it's been what.. 31 minutes since I've been having extra beats in my heart. Am I stupid? I'm standing here in a white t-shirt under a hoodie cause I spilt orange juice on my shirt like 3 minutes ago. Damn! I was supposed to do this yesterday cause the gift didn't arrive as planned. As an apology they gave me a gift wrap for free though. Ughhh!! Why are there no stars in the sky tonight!! It's dull. Should I delay? Nah.. Not again! Anyways.. Breathhhhh.. And there she was.. 'Hey' she says..Oh God♥️
I check my hoodie pocket immediately and damn! The fancy chocolate melted ages ago! Keep it cool.. it's ok! We'll get something at the cafe. 'After You' I said. 'Um.. Where to?' She replies. Dammit!! 'My bad!' and we walk to the cafe nearby. My jokes half hit and half miss on the way and when we reach.. Surprise the cafe is closed. F**k I said out loud in my head and as if someone heard the curses in my head it starts to rain. Ofcourse a stray banner comes flying and sticks to my face. And there we were. Infront of a closed cafe waiting for it stop.. the rains.
'I got ya something' and I get the lil wrapped box.. a lil soggy from the rain. She opens it up and I face palmed myself. It's the wrong book!! Another copy of the one she already owns! Oh why!? She laughs and dig into my pockets for redemption. It's a kinder joy. 'Also this?' accompanied by the most awkward smile ever. And as it drizzles on it's the 3 of us then. A lil elephant she immediately names counts as a person now.
'Let's go out sometime? Like go out go out?' says me, at the end of my patience before I get struck by lightning next.
'It's what.. your 3rd attempt now' she giggles and hands over the half the kinder joy left.
'Yeah.. I don't count now'
And then we laughed.. All 3 of us.. as the skies above clear over.. not noticing the rainbow above.. Cause ain't that the best? And that's how it should be and is gonna to be.. where everything is wrong but that's just right.. A blurry line that we'll walk forever.. You & me as ice bear watches over...
♥️❄️♥️
©thewritingbunny8 0
divshetty04
37w
A Cafe
Amidst the fog, I wander
Murmuring with the inner me,
Listening to some old music
Wearing short pants & a t-shirt,
Thinking of the roads
I never tried before,
But the buzz of the city
Takes my interest
& I walk in a roadside cafe
Sipping a hot cup of tea,
A newspaper boy steps in
Urges me to buy one
& I buy one of them,
Offering him a Cadbury
Kept in my pocket,
The smile he gave made my day
& I returned home thinking
To visit the cafe every day.
©divshetty044 0
Cafe's are not made for me,
'चहाची टपरी' is best for me.
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poetry_hub1
52w
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WAITRESS
I'm not even hungry. I only came here again because last time we made eye contact and I thought you smiled at my nothing eyes. This time you didn't even look at me. I would know, I was watching. Hoping for that. I guess it was all in my head next to everything else.
Some people just sit in small groups and laugh too much, too loud and too synchronised. If anyone is making you laugh that much then they should become a fucking comedian but no, he's not, none of you are, so shut the fuck up and stop bleeding your guts all over my ears. Have you no respect for my tears? Boisterous boys booming their bullshit across the table.
And there she is through the window. Cleaning a table. She's so nice. Doing her job like that. Just like the smile she wiped over me. Excellent customer service. That's all she's doing, her job. It's not her fault I'm invisible.
I want to leave now, so I do, walking out the glass sliding door I pass more pretty people alfresco. I stick my thumbs nail inside the hole of the car key where the button should be and I press its insides. The synchonised flash of orange to my eyes lets me know I touched it deep enough as I hear it unlock, the sound slides through my chest, I love it. In the car that knows me, before starting the engine, there is a moment when even my tears fall away from me. Even they are together.
Then you call. I catch them in my palm and smile at the way they pool and swirl into each other not knowing they were ever separate. They're happy like that. I am happy. Hearing your sweet voice through the silence makes me overwhelmingly, happy.
I will come here again.
©nerdnotreally7 0
Excerpt from a book I want to write
I guess, it's always been the case. There is something about the ambiance in a cafe that always draws me to it. It's not the food, not the coffee... just the atmosphere.
I could lose myself in a cafe with the right feel.
It started in college. There was this quaint little coffee shop, in the center of the faculty building. A tiny speck of a place, it brought such vibrance to a dull area sodded with the monotony of administrative tasks.
The building itself though, was somewhat architecturally pleasing. Located in the busiest side of the campus, it was a squared fortress with lecture rooms and offices that spun three floors. At its entrance, extended skyward, was a boarded off tower that looked like a phallus if you squinted a bit. But I digress.
Where was I? Yes, the coffee shop...
I had a regular order - cinnamon crossiant, a large cappuccino, and a seat in the corner so that I could sketch and watch life as it passed by. This became a solace for me regardless of where I ended up. At every internship, workplace, or just away from home I found a coffee shop or café that I would lose myself in. Until I found myself at hers.
And before you get your mind wrapped up in some romcom idea of where you think this is headed, let me just say, this is not a love story. This is not some sweet tale about an undying friendship. This is the story of how my sense of truth, loyalty, and friendship was fucked over. Heck it was something so misconstrued that I found myself questioning my sanity for a while.
©charanee11 0 1
That which the poets praise,
That which hides in your heart
That which reminds you of roses,
That which gives you butterflies,
I seek that which you call love
But I see it not, I feel it not...
I read between the lines,
I touched your heart,
I smelled those roses,
And chased butterflies,
But love eludes me...
Where can I find it?
Below the starlit skies?
Above cosy rooftops?
In those dimly lit cafés?
Out there in the rain?
But I seek in vain...
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abhishekkamble
74w
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Date with the awaited
Window walls mirroring the unclear and expressing the grief of being ignored of why people looking through me are often so made to wait? Wasn't the mirror supposingly told "you will show the person not through the unfailing stare of eyelids fluttering the watery flow", tables positioned to the brim of one's tummy but the chairs are so modest to give a cozy stuffed cushion for the waited one, realizing as the streets out show nowhere traces of their aura while nail biting and ticking the phones keypad, I share the familiar space discreetly hearing your sip of disgrace.
While I see the door pushed in and pulled out ruthlessly even made at a stoppage, it strained the stranger's neck at times to glare evenly at the newcomers and maybe the little kicks I am smashed with definitely utters out the anger. While some people await in the gleam of LEDs and neons, some leave paying tips in a manner callously thrifty, while wait for someone at the right corner might fill up the other chair in the front, I guess this is how another afternoon or an evening date the awaited person while fantasizing and gossiping in their dwelled minds.
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- _creatingworldsthatdonotexist_ True that
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kshana
74w
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sarahrachelea
85w
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You're so cute and sweet and fresh
Just like strawberry lemonade
Presented in a hot summer day
You're my full glass of cranberry milk shake
With whipped cream and cherry on top
Think I'll drink you every morning
Bottom up till the last drop
You're my kind of pink smoothies
I'll enjoy from the corner of cafe
While staring at pastel rainbow
After drizzle rain in the afternoon 3.33 p.m.
And sakura flowers blown by the wind
You're a slice of bright peach smile
Sending peace to my glitter sprinkled heart
~ Love me, Senpai
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normancrane
87w
The Night Café
A billiard table imprints its damp shadow
on a yellow wooden floor. The game still
unbegun, mere fragment of the sorrow
felt by the patrons whose wilted heads will
still be here tomorrow, if tomorrow comes.
Red walls distended by burning lamps
and burned out hearts beating blood through ear drums:
Reverie to the night god / Dreaming tramps
drowning in their heads in lakes of absinthe
color of the ceiling better than being
awake but indefinitely absent.
The lamps blink, eyes floating, speak all-seeing:
Vincent, let us meet before you entreat
the crows out of your head into the wheat.14 1
PRESSED FLOWERS
You are pressed flowers
In books beloved.
Their pages yellow and frayed with love
And familiar warmth.
Your lips curl into your sunshine smile
As often the leaves bent to the tunes
Of the alluring breeze
Bringing me back to life.
You are quiet afternoons
In a cafe well lit
Your eyes-kind and brown
The grace with which your nose compliments
Your eyes when you frown.
I want to be in your dreams
Or better-your thoughts
Just as you grace mine.
You are classic movies
Immortalized time after time.
©theyellowwallflower16 0 1
PARIS
"Paris, there's something in its air"
I wonder as the cold breeze
blows through my air
Sitting in these little chairs
Of this familiar cafe
Amidst all the whispers of love and despair
I can't help but wish for a man quite debonair
Who would sweep me off my feet
So i won't need anymore romantic skits
Giving up on the daydreams
Which are quite in vain
I continue reading my novel
That's written in braille
Suddenly the waiter arrives, asking for a refill
It was the long forgotten coffee to which he was referring
"Do you both need a refill? "
Bewildered my blind eyes turned to right
On their own will
"Yes." He answers with a conviction
Required to take an oath
As he answers for us both.
I start to say something but he beats me to it
Scoots his chair a little closer, his scent hitting my nose
"I read a bunch of your poems and I must say
Paris, there's something in its air"
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alphaditi
110w
Read MoreDear Lost Hades ,
I wonder how we met at
A chocolate shop
Down the busiest lane of the town
You cocked your eyebrow at those
Choco lava cake and brownies
Like you want them but you don't
I said " cakes don't hurt "
And I remember exactly what you whispered in my ears "They're too sweet for my taste"
I said I can share mine and
You said " You too "
You called me a cheesy cliche
And my love I wished for you on a dying star .
Dear Lost Hades ,
In this eternity I found you and I chose
To love you .
And all this while I knew right thing to do
Was to stay steer clear of you .
But your skillfully crafted words
Scars that tells the story of underworld .
I was walking corpse until the day I met you ,
Threshold of pain I overcame
Then you reached to me that day
Why to be slave of heaven my love
Be The Queen Of Hell .
Dear Lost Hades
I am no Persephone ,
I a simple girl
You stole out the spring of me
And gave me dreadfull silence filled
With thousand dead roses.
My hand has catastrophe engraved
In them and touched you for once
Now knows what peace feels like
I my Hades ,
A simple girl .
Down a several eternities
You'll find me again at that
Chocolate shop on the
Busiest lane of the town .
You'll find that cheesy cliche
Entwined with me
And I'll again wish on the dying star
To have you
And I hope when I'll offer you the half
Of my brownie
You'll say " I love them "
And " You Too"
Maybe Yours / Maybe Not
Persephone .
@mirakeeans @mirakeeworld @writersnetwork
#mirakee #writer #poetry #original #writersreunite
#forever #love #goodbyes #pain #faith #cafe #everythingLETTER TO LOST HADES.
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alphaditi
111w
Read MoreI never knew
Whether forever was a good idea
And were goodbyes normal
I see people romanticizing goodbyes and forever
I'm scared of people holding their forever momentarily
And saying goodbye through song and sonnets
I'm scared of the people that ignores the hollow in their heart and encapsulate the entire chaos as it was never meant to be .
I'm scared that one fine day , I'll be sitting in a cafe
And you will reach out to me after so long . And once again I'll have to say goodbye to my forever
And ignore the hollow in my heart and will say we were never meant to be .
I never knew
Whether forever was a good idea
And were goodbyes normal
I'm scared of the always that perishes
And the love that succumb to dearth.
I'm scared of the ache that is inevitable and follows
I'm scared of the arms that now are embracing will soon not suffice to hold on
And I wish when this forever cease to exist
You'd be first to fall out of love.
And to say goodbye .
Because I never knew
Whether forever was a good idea
And are goodbyes normal ?
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#forever #love #goodbyes #pain #faith #cafe #everything©alphaditi
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pablosciuto
112w
Balcones
Existen balcones para cada rincón del alma,
los hay estrechos con rejas de miedos atrapados,
prisiones creadas por no soltar el pasado.
Hay balcones de hipocresía de años acumulada
con deudas por no pagar con nuestra calma,
buscando el aire imposible de no aceptar nada.
Balcones siniestros y callados, sin música y flores,
ventanas desnudas de cortinas para tapar los temores,
precarios rincones de silencio y café sin ningún asiento.
También existen los balcones solidarios,
los que aplauden y miran al otro como hermanos
y borran las sombras del sol que nunca ha llegado.
©pablosciuto2 0
Una llamada y un café
Así se termina lo que nunca comenzó, con una llamada pendiente y un café tan frío que ya nadie se lo quiere tomar.
-JACX
©lovehurts_6 0
Enero 11
El café es mejor cuando
lo das en sorbos.
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kennafabianna
124w
Read More#poesía #literatura #librosdepoesia #prosa #poemasdeamor #frases #frasesdeamor #accionpoetica #letrasenversos #escritos #escritosdeamor #versos #letrasenversos #quote
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Mi mente: me encantas
Mi cuerpo: te desea
Mi boca: quieres tomar un cafe?
©kennafabianna
