So here I was getting ready for another cozy coffee day in my balcony with the company of fragrant and wonderful colored flowers.
I hip- hopped along with the rhythm of my coffee whisker to see if sipping this coffee would take me into any internal conversation or not.
I was softly happy...
I gazed at my coffee in the coffee mug in my hands, it felt a bit cold and bitter.
So I struggled to change its taste.
But that gleaming smile of yours, that I was trying to remember, made me feel that it wasn't about my coffee at all.
It was about me, inside me, and it softly played the following version:
O repeating play,
you keep showing your gesture of love
with so much love and kindness by wiping away the tears.
These moments bring us back together.
O better emotions, where do you come from? From a garden or from a wonderful heart?
So here, listening intently to the warmth of emotions, I felt that the light asked:
Dear griever, don’t you have time to keep up with supporting your feelings for the light?
The Griever responded: Aren’t you the only hope I have in my heart, so I don't want to give up.
The Light says: I am always embracing, just keep your heart open to feel me.
This music playing in my heart made the bitter emotions feel that they could easily blend with the warmth of genuine emotions expressed.
So I carefully tried to continue my inner monologue by asking, O meaningful experience,
could you please share any hopeful piece or note that has gone through some tough times in order to keep this bond stronger?
If there is any such piece, would you please rhyme and make music with it, so it could replay its tune forever and appear as a warm and dearly loved poem!
—some tiny versions help you settle with hope.
©shivpoetesspriya
Feb 27
Feb 27, 2026 at 8:56 AM UTC
So here I was getting ready for another cozy coffee day in my balcony with the company of fragrant and wonderful colored flowers.
I hip- hopped along with the rhythm of my coffee whisker to see if sipping this coffee would take me into any internal conversation or not.
I was softly happy...
I gazed at my coffee in the coffee mug in my hands, it felt a bit cold and bitter.
So I struggled to change its taste.
But that gleaming smile of yours, that I was trying to remember, made me feel that it wasn't about my coffee at all.
It was about me, inside me, and it softly played the following version:
O repeating play,
you keep showing your gesture of love
with so much love and kindness by wiping away the tears.
These moments bring us back together.
O better emotions, where do you come from? From a garden or from a wonderful heart?
So here, listening intently to the warmth of emotions, I felt that the light asked:
Dear griever, don’t you have time to keep up with supporting your feelings for the light?
The Griever responded: Aren’t you the only hope I have in my heart, so I don't want to give up.
The Light says: I am always embracing, just keep your heart open to feel me.
This music playing in my heart made the bitter emotions feel that they could easily blend with the warmth of genuine emotions expressed.
So I carefully tried to continue my inner monologue by asking, O meaningful experience,
could you please share any hopeful piece or note that has gone through some tough times in order to keep this bond stronger?
If there is any such piece, would you please rhyme and make music with it, so it could replay its tune forever and appear as a warm and dearly loved poem!
—some tiny versions help you settle with hope.
©shivpoetesspriya
I am happy to announce that I have updated my writing album (from all of the songs I have sung) with a new chapter titled “My Hip Hop Versions.”
