In My Cup of Coffee

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    In My Cup of Coffee

    Sitting nicely
    without awareness
    enjoying what I call the winning of life
    from the hard moment to my glory

    Ah....
    A cup of coffee
    easy to get it
    No need to think of it anymore

    Ah ...
    Where am I now?
    In a cup of coffee
    I drank this morning
    Still I didn't find my goal
    As I am too selfish

    A cup of coffee
    Should I be more wise
    when I talk ....
    when I see beyond
    when it touches my heart
    for the danger of people face
    in their lives

    Joy in my habit
    to drink a cup of coffee as many in my life
    without thinking others
    who never taste it

    No joy
    No fantasy
    No imagination
    No hope
    to get a cup of coffee?
    As the life is a harm

    A cup of coffee is just a cup of coffee
    for me ...
    Easiness
    Joyfulness

    A cup of coffee is emptiness
    for them ...
    in a war
    I saw on TV
    this morning

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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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