Cup Of Coffee

Just watching through the window pane,
And gazing at the deep red sky.
First thought it had caught some fire,
Then realized the sunset had rejuvenated.

In my hand holding a pen and a book,
Sitting just close to the desk.
Mom came and gave me a look,
Intensifies that we have got food to cook.

I had a cup of coffee,
Just the way I had it with my Bestie.
Meeting her for the first time,
In the evening close to the sea.

But months passed away,
Months became years, and years...
Entered the decades but even now when I look back,

I don't miss the cup of coffee,
But the memories that came to life.
With my Bestie while having the cup emulsified with coffee.