Coffee

I saw her standing near the kitchen slab
Slowly stirring the sugar cubes
into her cup of coffee
She looked calm and serene
with a smile at the corner of her lips

It’s been days since I saw her
and I was so happy and relieved to see her back
She sensed my presence in the room
but didn’t turn back to look at me

Coffee? She quizzed me
with her smile breaking into a wide grin
Yes, mother. I would love to!
I hugged her from behind
Her warmth giving my aching heart
the peace I had been craving for.
And, don’t forget to add extra sugar,
I giggled as I snuggled my face into her warmth
She turned her head to smile at me
as she mumbled softly.. As if I didn’t know!

I stared at my coffee mug
With sugar cubes melting slowly in it
As my coffee went cold and tasteless
As my mother smiled at me
from the photo frame on the table

Eivine

Hi! I’m Eivine, a writer who loves to prance around with words! Writing had been my ultimate passion ever since I learned to hold my pencil in the toddler days. Being a single child who didn’t have the luxury of YouTube, cartoons and video games of the present generation, my besties for life where books! My mother was the one who introduced me to the fantastic world of words that wove tales and poetry. One day when she returned from work, she had a big book in her hand. It was Enid Blyton’s “The Naughtiest Girl In The School.” I took it awestruck and asked her how I’m going to finish reading such a big book. She asked me to try it once and to both her and my surprise, I finished reading it in a stretch without even taking a break. That was my first step into the world of books, words, reading, and writing.