Coffee brownie

Then there was a time, in that hopeless place When I lay by your side, in your sweet embrace. Thinking about the future, thinking about the past. But never thinking how it would be, if that present won’t last. Then there was a moment, in that sacred place When I felt it was alright, it was god’s saving grace Seeing the world buzz by, surviving with everything at par But never feeling the feeling of you being afar Then there was a spark, in that enchanted place When I thought it was mine, your dazzling gaze Feeling your warmth, when your heart skipped a beat But never knowing how would I feel, if I were stripped off the heat Then there is this moment, of being incomplete and unsure Not knowing a saving grace, not having a shore When I realize what I had, when I took my life for granted But knowing I will never live, the life I loved and wanted Then there is this feeling, of being a man’s wife Knowing I can’t love him, still I have t

Dejected and distraught, she stomped on the marble floor, Not knowing what to feel, not knowing who to hold. Her love had disserted her, her friends had torn apart, She knew it was impossible, to mend her broken heart. She tried calling her mother, who never wanted her around, She picked up saying ‘I am busy’, her voice in a frown. ‘I need you mama.’ she said, breathless and in tears, ‘Go to your non-existent father, and recite him your fears.’  She decided to let go, of love, of hope, of life, She made her way to the kitchen, to the basket of knives. She picked up the metal sheet which would decide her failing fate, Tears streaming down her cheeks, her insides churning with hate. She was about to make that incision, about to set the pain free, When she felt a wet nudge, at the back of her knees. She looked down and saw, the scrawny brown dog, Who was staring back at her, his eyes an epilogue. She had rescued him this morning, from the fore