Coffee tearsA Poem by NonaCappuccino foam in Montreal puddles In my cup of hopes is just rain Rain Gleam of fishy smile in your eyes… and splashes of jazzy-joy sounds struggling my pain Pain Just a friend chat, drama-free, Polaroid-type
reality Banal coffee talk, no complaints Rain But why is my bare soul in the network of
humanity Lost and found in your hands? Pain © 2012 NonaFeatured Review
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Added on June 3, 2012Last Updated on June 3, 2012 AuthorNonaMontreal, CanadaAboutThough I see this world in poetic dimensions, I do not think I am a Poet with a capital “P”! I believe I am an artist, but I am not loyal to any particular form or genre of art, I am actu.. more..Writing
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