In an aesthetic coffee shop,
Scribbling away with glee.
Drinking to my imagination,
Is it only me?
In this aesthetic coffee shop,
Where lovers often meet.
I hear fragments
of what their life has been.
Talking over coffee,
They think they are strangers to me.
I observe,I know,
I share their happiness, a witness to their vows.
Sadness and pain,
Sometimes the outcome may be.
But they still come to this coffee shop,
Unknowingly drinking with me.
I am not the only one,
Voila,it's not just me!
There are other artists in this coffee shop,
Observing and scribbling like me.
Aug 13, 2020
Aug 13, 2020 at 2:51 AM UTC
In an aesthetic coffee shop,
Scribbling away with glee.
Drinking to my imagination,
Is it only me?
In this aesthetic coffee shop,
Where lovers often meet.
I hear fragments
of what their life has been.
Talking over coffee,
They think they are strangers to me.
I observe,I know,
I share their happiness, a witness to their vows.
Sadness and pain,
Sometimes the outcome may be.
But they still come to this coffee shop,
Unknowingly drinking with me.
I am not the only one,
Voila,it's not just me!
There are other artists in this coffee shop,
Observing and scribbling like me.