As The Sunrises,
Birds Too Come Out Of Their Nest,
Start Their Melody,
I Wake Up, By Their
Warm, Lovely Chirping :D
I Enjoy The Beauty Of Nature,
By Watching Amazing Scenery, Greenery,
Different Kinds Of Creatures :D
Then, Stretch My legs,
Sitting On A Easy Chair
To Relish Delicious Morning Coffee :D
I Feel,
Love Is A Cup Of Coffee
It Tastes Too Good In The Morning,
Noon, Evening As Well As Night :D
Morning Coffee Makes Our Senses,
Much Attentive Towards Nature,
Also, Towards Newspaper :D
Noon Coffee Relieves From
Stress, Tension, Body Pains
Working From Morning :D
Evening Coffee Is For Relaxation :)
Night Coffee Is A Refreshment Coffee :D
Ps :- Dearies, When I Had Been To A Mall, I Came Across LOVE IS LIKE A CUP OF COFFEE, WHICH TASTES GOOD IN MORNING, NOON, EVENING & NIGHT Written On A Tumbler :D
This Made Me Analyze & Experience :D I Tried, Tasting Coffee In Morning, Noon, Evening & Night :D This Really Works :D
If You Are Interested You May Also Try & Let Me Know Your Feeling :D Long Back I Planned To Share This With You All, But Didn't Find Time :(.....Anyways, Finally I Shared With You All :D
Medically Its Advised To Avoid Coffee Bcoz Of Chicory Content :D But, Rarely You Can Taste It :D
Have A Great Sunday :)
8 comments:
Hey ..Hats off for ur observation and double hats for experiencing the same..
Nice poem dear..:) keep it up!!
Btw, i dont have a habit of taking coffee/tea..:(..:(...any ways i will drink milk with horliks hahah ..:)
hey very nice observation dear:)
nicely versed:)..
i dont drink coffee either:(...but wod love a cup of ur coffee with u:)
heyy...nice poem..liked it...after reading jus wanna hav dat coffeeee...:)
nd ya 1 more thing...u changed the theme..luking b'full nd lively...earlier was also vry nice..!!!
Cheeres...!!!
Coffee!! Wow! I liked it so much.. I am a coffee addict :)
Enjoyed the poem, as usual it is very well writte. I drink mostly water perhaps boring for some but I enjoy it.
Have a great week-end.
Yvonne.
nice poem...
I don't drink coffee either, but I like your description of the joys inherent to coffee drinking. A fun choice for a poem. Now I wonder what I may be missing when I pass the coffee place:)
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