Making The Coffee Of Life
Initially is poured pure milkiness in the empty mug of life
As per the taste of destiny is then added with some coffee
Whether dark or light, before night's calm or for the day's strife
Never the taste, always the needs, determining the spoons of coffee.
The coffee depicts the flavours in life, varying with spoon's repeat
Sourness is the only factor of those flavours, missing is some in rife
That vital dominance, that adoring sugar, depicting the hidden sweet
No color, no aroma, just the sweetness tasted by the one sipping life.
Mixed together are the ingredients, creating the mug initially undefined
The coffee calculating the hards and sugar balancing the sourness
With each sip, the same is the taste of life but the sips remain confined
The mug empties and is filled with a different sour, a different sweetness.