I wrote down this thing on one of the desks of my classroom. Scribbling something is my passion and often is an ingredient of my works. I lost this poem but i tried to recollect and present this in its pristine form.
If you find such stuff written on any of your desk, please notify me. I'll really be thankful to you.
~Sanidhya Nanavati
A tickle of clock and a cup of coffee!
I sat down,
On a chair near bar
Asked for a coffee
Two cup and cakes
With some cinnamon and some flakes
It was nine, still half to go
As I watched the sun for a toast
A tickle of clock and a cup of coffee!
The porcelain glittered,
As beam smirked
I took up my coffee mug
Poured some milk and choco crumbs
With a newsletter in my hand
I savored till the last dearth
As time passed, timepiece clicked
Helio rose to its sturdy peak
A tickle of clock and a cup of coffee!
I was eying the rolling door
To watch some clink
On the keeper’s door
Clock tickled and
She entered in pink
With teashade glasses
And a glittery elegance
She brought with her
Some rustic fragrance,
An aura of glee.
I set down with my lids upright
As I watched the Venus
Drawing her steps
Headed my side
A man escorted her to my desk
With grinning husk
A tickle of clock and a cup of coffee!
This was the time I waited for
The golden chance
Created for.
The crimson princess
Approached my side,
I wished her with subtle delight
She bent her head
With a calliphony laugh
My appearance was her reflection
I brought down my ruddy visage
I ordered toast and a cream glass
Refilled my mug and cakes chart
A tickle of clock and a cup of coffee!
As moment passed
Iit was pretty long,
Loquacious bug
Sunk teeth along
We chatted
For eighteen and half songs
This Coffee tasted better
And The Clock tickled as ever
A tickle of clock and a cup of coffee!
The door bell clinked
Again
And there entered my best friend
With no arbitration,
I embraced
His thoughts puzzled
Grey cells Bamboozled
It was a satiation for my soul
A pristine happiness
Again made my drink sweeter
A tickle of clock and a cup of coffee!
With a goony smile I asked a refill,
Of cakes and coffees and creams
Ecstatic talks, Fluttered dais
It was a bright afternoon
I put myself on my toes
Slid a bit of coffee
Hot relishing cherishing
My friend rose and she rose with him
Holding my hand firm
I saw a stick skimming up
From a pouch
Clock didn’t tickled
Nor coffee engrossed
I was stuck and numb
A tickle of clock and a cup of coffee!
The stick was an unfortunate white
Which guides few and lay paths
For the ones with cursed fate
Those eyes behind the glass
Was gloomy dark
Which needs help
From a white cane.
I exchanged looks
With the humble being
My friend, you are
It’s a brave resolution
My heart slurred my soul again
As my clock tickled again
Coffee was sweet until now
I found some beans there again
The actual taste blossomed
The real essence
Rich cadence
Time and Clock And Coffee and Life
Everything was related alike
My mind stalk a sneaky apostrophe
A tickle of clock and a cup of coffee!
A tickle of clock and a cup of coffee by Sanidhya Nanavati is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 2.5 India License.
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