Daily Poem Challenge
Day 13
May 3, 2020
Theme: Coffee
Propounded by: Charm
Stir
I can see the dark sky trying to cry,
While the clouds are shouting a battlecry.
Meanwhile my hand is busily stirring
The spoon to the hot cup that's so tempting.
I'm lost smelling the haze of aroma,
This odd feeling is the sweetest karma.
The rain started to pour so heavily,
While I indulge the taste, so heavenly.
I'm transported into a paradise,
To a strange place that doesn't know demise.
The ground is soaking while I plunge to dream.
Each drop of water is like a small scream,
An almost inaudible soft whisper,
That can't disturb my silence forever.
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