Best Mug Poems

I find it cautic as the glass separating the sphere from the cloud, 

the resignation of all trust avowed,

the interrogation of my soul via a machine,

and it's so not you...


The angle of approach to this future indemnity,

the meaning of life as we do it today-

now...

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Coffee and sugar 
In a large Darth Vader mug
Tastes out of this world

Some say half empty
Some say half full but I say 
Glug Glug, that was good!...

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Police asked a guy for his ID
He said I have no ID on me,
Said they would take him down
And just keep him around,
'Till they could prove his identity.


He said 'hold on now, I remember
I've got something that you could use here,'
Stupid without a doubt
He deserved...

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I broke something this morning: 
a beautiful, soft-foam-colored mug
with pussy-willows and white blossoms.
I bumped it with my elbow,
sent it tumbling to the floor –
and it shattered.
I picked the largest pieces to salvage.
One slice of porcelain rocked
on the tile, wavering from side,
and I cried for all...

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The Coffee Mug

Conspicuous trails 
Of coffee gone dry on mug
Hot and fresh no more
Cling like those few memories 
That mottle life's ceramic !


Copyright Anulaxmi Nayak, 2017
31st January 2017...

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So much depends
Upon

a black coffee 
cup

faded with use
steam

into the faces
of us all...

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Theres a storm
Brewing in my mug
The coffees dark
The pane is dusty
The clouds are black
And the cup all brown 
Reflect on to me
From the book below
Lines words and para
memories lie folded
Some  toxic some not
In wooden frames
The light reverberates
Thro intangible channels 
 Of Materialism 
Just another...

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Lifting the dark, heavy coffee mug, 
I drank to the comforts of drinking—
For the repossession of nostalgia

My neck was burning
As the liquid skipped down my throat, 
A moon-like face shining in the cup

I downed the rest of childhood,
Drowning in dismal déjà vu 
Staring at her...

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Oh, I’m nothing but a red polka-dotted pug. 
I’m silly and smug and my name is Mug.
      I need to see the Wiz to remove these dots, 
I don’t care of he has to peel, pull and tug,
  ...

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I love my coffee mug
The color background white
On the front of the mug
It has an etching image
The handle is red
Same inside the

There is an etching 
Of a Tabby cat
He has an expression
Of a pout on his face
In a grumpy mood

He wears a red 
Then quotes...

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Motherly Mug

My son’s first love
the break up it was heart breaking
It had come to shove
and no longer for the taking was

My daughter in the making
to me most caring
Feminine not faking
Hindsight - I was overbearing

So keen was I for
this here dating
Considered future mating
Granny in the making

What...

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Coffee mug, mediocre and customary,
Though a marvel of paint and pottery,
Rests on a levelled shelf of kitchen,
Peeps out of glass anxiously.

I pick up every fine morning,
So that it doesn't go uninspired,
To make a great shake of coffee,
Of no unexceptional ability.

Quenches intellectual thirst,
That invokes impulses most...

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A moment on the Cyber Café at Fewa Lake
				
1.
In the Mug of the Fewa Lake
Reflecting the pure blueness of the sky
With the fluttering of the Fishtail
My eyes sparkle with 
The taste of organic coffee
That chills my throat 
By the tranquil and serene Fishtail
My whole heart...

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Usually I try to look and dress the best I can
But today I awoke without hope, looking like a mug shot destined to happen.
I wish the strange fish-hook-shaped line under my left eye
Was at least symmetrically arranged to match the one under the right.

How did...

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Thank You for this hot and black liquid 
Steaming from my crockery mug;
And the Love that warms my hands;

Thank You for the brown skin men and women
Of the sun, singing with other tongues;
Who plant dark seeds and anxiously wait for rain,
And slash the green stalks...

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