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“Two Cups” – Nayana Nair

I don’t drink coffee.
I quit long ago, don’t remember why.
I quit long ago, you haven’t just noticed yet.
Nevertheless there are two cups on this table.
that is all it takes
to make me feel that we are strangers.
But you are the only stranger who loves me.
You only love me because you don’t know me.
That is all it takes
to make me feel indebted and guilty.
I guess one cup won’t hurt much.

About Nayana Nair

Hi, I am Nayana Nair. I'm 25. Just a crazy girl who has tons of things to talk about....not much organized thoughts sadly. I like to talk about everything...mostly..every conversation of mine turns into a monologue.... So I decided I should start writing a blog..rather than chat.... I'm very much passionate about music, psychology and literature.... Moderate interest in science..... I always want to be a writer (and also a teacher)..But I don't think I have the skills required...this blog is just my attempt at becoming the writer I always wanted to be...Blogging for few years, I have realized I am more of a poet (although, I am not sure that I am good enough for that label)...I hope I realize more about myself through writing. Thanks for dropping by!! Hope I didn't disappoint. :)

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  1. Just one cup of coffee is enough to know how far love goes in your verses I liked your poem. Regards.

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  2. Enjoy that cup. Love the mood/feel of this poem.

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  3. I donโ€™t care much for coffee
    Does coffee care for me?
    My cup is always empty
    Is that how it should be?
    We sit here at the table
    At night we share a bed
    Your ring upon my finger
    But are we really wed?
    You ask me how Iโ€™m feeling
    I say Iโ€™m feeling fine
    But I donโ€™t care much for coffee
    Iโ€™m in the mood for wine

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  5. On my second cup of coffee reading you…

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  6. Wow! I really loved this!! Loved the internal inner voice conversation and the final outcome! Made me think of the first time I meet my wife for a coffee after four days of email on Match.com (over 500 pages). She was the stranger who learned to love me!! Really a great poem – Bellissimo!!
    xoxo

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    • Wow! So glad you found your love. Yupp, sometimes we need to take that bit of effort, to actually know and love the other person. The story of how you met your wife is so sweet and warm.
      We can never know how and where we might find the one.
      Really glad that you liked my work ๐Ÿ™‚ Thank you so much. ๐Ÿ˜€

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      • Yes, I loved your work, so much!! Yes, I was really blessed to find an Angel!! She was very brave – she answered my profile headline “Stoplight kisser, seeking kissee” and without a photo!! Seemed meant to be for me! Ha!
        xoxo

  7. Sometimes it is nice to drink a cup of coffee with the person you love,
    sometimes it is nice to drink a cup of coffee alone, just with yourself.

    And sometimes it is nice to drink a cup of coffee with an unknown person, who later will become your friend, perhaps.

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