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Coffee Shop

Dec 4, 2025
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By S.Alagulakshmi


As the dark clouds gloom and the darkness bloom,

there comes she, breezing into the corner coffee shop.

Her arid nose craves a Cappuccino plume,

while she sips it, her old memories pop.


Echoes of her horrible marriage hops,

as she sips the heart in her cup.

Drifting through her marriage memories made her confidence drop,

where the forgotten ache begins to build up.


Her soul wailed like a helpless pup,

and the scarlet scars reveal her cherry bruise.

Rebelling to cover up,

for her chastity not to be in misuse. 


A sudden strike of thunder pulls her to reality,

realising her divorce unleashed the grip of fatality.


By S.Alagulakshmi


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Narayanan S
Dec 13, 2025
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