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Do you remember? - Poem

Do You Remember? Do you remember that very first night, The nervous laughter, the fading light? How words came softly, then hours just flew, And somehow the world disappeared into you? Do you remember the things we would say, The little good mornings that colored my day? Those quiet moments nobody knew, When nothing existed but me and you? Do you remember when silence felt warm, When your voice was my shelter inside every storm? When missing you hurt, yet somehow felt sweet, Because every goodbye meant again we would meet? Maybe some moments were never meant to stay, They come like the seasons, then wander away, But if you ever look at the stars like I do— Tell me, my love... do you remember them too?

Morning Coffee - POEM

 
Morning Coffee


Steam curls like whispers from the cup,
a quiet spell in the hush of dawn.
The world still sleeps,
but this — this is where the day begins.

Bitterness softened by warmth,
like life itself,
cradled between tired hands
and the first flicker of hope.

Outside, the sun stretches slow limbs,
inside, I sip stories,
memories steeped in silence,
dreams stirred with every swallow.

Not just coffee —
but courage in a cup,
a reason to rise,
and face the day again.

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