Coffee! Black Coffee!
Steaming with fragrance!
Of a strange sweet bitterness,
That appeals without appaling,
Refreshes without a refusal.
It seems to understand us all,
All our casual cravings,
That fills the space within,
And around us,
A space seeking answers,
To all unswered questions,
Within our little world's enclosures
A cup with a handle,
Shaped like a question mark,
Asking constantly our throbbing souls,
Brimming with deep and difficult diclosures,
A mix of all those strange feelings that we have!
Of love or hate,reality or fate
Sometimes spontaneous or just in time,
Or sometimes just too late.
Staying forcefully awake,
To kill our sleep for the night,
Or to get you prepared for another day,
Bursting with bright daylight!
Be it whatever your reasons might say!
Expresso explosions!
Would blow all our minds away!
© Avik Datta Gupta