Cigrettes and Coffee
A squirrel runs on a branch
As the strong wind blows
And on a hill in the distance
A tree with ripe mangos
As he types on the keyboard
He holds a cigarette and coffee
Thinking of the girl he loves
But it was not meant to be
She is a doctor know
Helping the poor of the world
he always know she was special
With a heart made of goal
But the life of a writer
Are meant to be alone
Seclude In a cold log cabin
With a fire to warn his bones
Thinks of his friends on wire club
The best people he ever know
The seeds of friendship were planted
And their kindness made it grow
He wonders what they doing now
Suleena, Jo and sapna
Maybe he will give them a call
But he can’t find their number
He heard that Courtney and Leo
Last June they got marry
And romantic dude told him
This year they have a little baby
Romantic dude still single
To much girls for him to marry
And raj is 3d specialist
He works with Walt Disney
Yes he become a poet
And just like all poets are curse
he pushes his heart to the side
And put my pen and paper first
The beautiful daughter of shillong
The bingo queen makeena
And his two little sister
sugar solution and awfa
Their friendships are forever
Mwhtm,, weal ,4swrds,page
Eda,, ruth, love,Tanya, and adelle
And gets stronger as they age
Yes the time will past
But we hold on to good memories
He thinks of them all as he
Reach for a cigarette and coffee
He thinks of them all
Some names he can’t remember
But to all his friends on wire club
He will always love and remember
Copyright © Kasim Ishmael | Year Posted 2012
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