To think about you
Friday, April 13, 2018
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Monday, February 19, 2018
The first time i had coffee,
I remember bitterly regretting
The bitter taste for days
I had grown up on the instant variety
With the creamy, sweet froth
Sent up sweet smelling invitations
But then i had heard a lot about coffee,
The 'real' kind,
Its fragrance, its amazing taste
How people couldn't live without it
Couldn't function without it on mondays..
And i was so disappointed with the magic drink
When i finally got around to it
It would be many years before i learnt to appreciate
That famous taste and aroma
But then that disappointment
With things i was supposed to like
Did not end there
There were olives, for example
Wasn't it supposed to be tangy
And exotic and yummy?
But why was it so bland
The first time i tasted it?
And then there was alcohol
Wasn't it supposed to
Make you forget all your troubles?
The answer to every problem in life?
Then why did i feel like i wanted to run away
Wanted it all to be over
The first time i had a sip?
You go through life with so many
Not knowing whether you like things
And do things
Because you want to
Or because you are supposed to
If only they were so easy twp figure out
As coffee and olives and a bottle of wine