People relate different things like songs, restaurants, colors to other people, who once probably meant alot to them. Coffee, reminds me of this one person...
Over Coffee…
I saw him everyday,
However, I could never say,
What my heart felt for him,
How his smile would turn my night into day.
I talked to him everyday,
As a friend, I knew he was here to stay,
It felt so good to vent out on him,
But people change, as the night turns to day.
Now, no longer do I talk to him everyday,
I miss him so, how do I say?
I want him back in my life
I guess this night will never turn into day.
Copyright © Ambalika Banerjee, 2006
posted by Cobainess - ambalika at Saturday, July 01, 2006
15 Comments:
I guess its true.. what they say.. alot can happen over coffee
nice...keep at it....you'll keep getting better.
the longing that you felt for someone is echoed well in the few lines in when you talk about 'what coffee reminds you of'.
i prayed for a minute closing my eyes that you get him back in your life.
for i know the how it feels when the night never turns into day...
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just as the sun sets, it must rise again...this is the way it has been since the dawn of time...the sun rises in the East and set in the West....from the East the day will come..he will come from the East
its true...there are times when a tiny thing can remind u of the past and make u cry or remind you of someone who holds or held some place in ur life..
A lot can happen over coffee...but a cup of coffee like this is nothing more than poison which i would rather not have...
But babes... lemme tell you something..i still care and i hope i'm there for you always.
Anuj
Winter always turns to spring. Never has it turned back to autumn.
A new world is born when the night seeks the dawn.
Thank you Mr. "Anonymous". I appreciate it.
A friend of mine went through something similar, and basically ended up wasting quite a while. (Not good at putting this stuff into words)
(Something from a movie?)
To meet the right person person, you might have to go through a lot of wrongs.. makes you appreciate the right person.
That's hardly connected to the article/post, perhaps only in a wierd sort of way.
(I'm not into commenting, so this may not be appropriate or something accoring to the comment etiquette)
Thank you, Pranav. I must correct u, i am not wasting my time. Its not that i'm constantly thinking or mourning. No. It was a feeling and somehow while writing, the feeling surfaced. I really cannot afford to waste time, but thank you.
Well its high time i find the right guy, coz i have already met too many wrong ones. Its uncanny how the ends have all been identical..
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Its really sweet. But the night always ends with a brand new day..So irrespective of how many nights or how long and dark a night.. there is always a day that follows.. all the best.
Thank you so much.. I appreciate ur encouragement..
hey ambalika!! ur poems are really good. wish i could write that way. i read 'over coffee' and all ur other poems, but i liked 'resurrection' best. keep writing!!
heyeee....i din realize v were so out of touch ...dat wen i read dis...i feel lik i' hv never known u lik dis...neways babes...lik each day is followed by the dark nite...d nite ends 2 to a beautiful new day...n d hard luck doesn't last 4eva.....njoy each cup of coffee...cos yet anothr day u'll find anothr sm1 who will not let u associate coffee with ne1 else but him...go bless ya...n i hope sooner dan latr u see d manifestations of all ya gud deeds...n d key is 2 believe dat....world is beautiful...n no 1 can fuck ur life 4 nethin
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