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The Coffee I Sip Without You

In a city of fog and summerless light, London hums softly, but nothing feels right. Years have withered, your name still flows Mithila, a whisper the morning wind knows. We never danced in moonlit embrace, Nor traced our fingers across time or space. But the dots were sent… three soft ellipses… Spoke louder than touches or lover’s kisses. I heard you, without words, without sound, Waves of canal cry where our hearts drowned. You were my poem, unwritten but known, My dream-shaped silence, my marrow, my bone. You left as sudden as autumn leaves fall, No reason, no echo, no curtain call. And still I sit at this quiet Departure café, Sipping my coffee as the ghosts replay. Each afternoon, each cup, each silent stir A ritual mourning the loss of her. The seat across me is empty, yet warm, Filled with a memory that breaks the norm. We had no nights of candlelit rain, No shared breath under windowpane. But you were the soul of all I believed, A love not touched, but deeply grieved. Years don’t erase, they only delay, The longing I carry, day by day. I wait in the steam of my porcelain cup, Still hoping one day you might look up. So I wave my feelings into the air, Like a flag for a ship no longer there. Departure lingers where your shadow lay… And I, still waiting, still love you today.

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Date: 7/9/2025 10:17:00 PM
What a heart-rending poem of love and loss. There is the spontaneity of emotions freely flowing in a natural and unpremeditated way. We can feel the vacuum you feel inside, yet there is hope not to smother the mind. "So I wave my feelings into the air, Like a flag for a ship no longer there." What a touching and apt analogy. Into my FAVE, dear Faruk.
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Date: 7/7/2025 5:20:00 PM
Ahh!! I can feel the pain and emotion of the love loss. Thanks for sharing this one with us. Sara K
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Faruk Ahmed Roni
Date: 7/9/2025 3:04:00 AM
I am glad to receive your wonderful comment, and you felt the deep emotion behind it. Thank you so much, dear Sara Kendrick.
Date: 7/7/2025 4:45:00 PM
A strong longing! Great poetry, Faruk!
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Date: 7/9/2025 3:05:00 AM
Thank you, dear Kim, for your feelings about the poem. I am honoured.
Date: 6/16/2025 12:25:00 PM
This is brilliant Farouk. So sad yet transporting your reader to the emptiness your lost love has left behind. Thank you for your comments on my work but I sincerely recognize the talent in yours ??
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Faruk Ahmed Roni
Date: 7/9/2025 3:07:00 AM
Thank you so much for your beautiful words. I'm truly touched that it resonated with you. Your recognition means a lot, and I deeply admire your work as well.
Date: 6/8/2025 8:52:00 AM
Dear Faruk, your soul-baring poem expresses its pain, its mourning for a love lost so tenderly, so exquisitely. Your emotional and atmospheric imagery drew me into the center of the scene easily, where thoughts commiserate "in the steam of my porcelain cup" -wow! Warmest wishes.. ~Susan
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Faruk Ahmed Roni
Date: 6/9/2025 5:31:00 AM
Dear Susan, Your words wrapped around my poem like warmth in winter steam. Thank you for seeing its silence and sorrow so gently. With gratitude and light

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