Coffee that lingers - Aishah Kazman

The warm golden rays embrace me
As if trying to say
I'll be okay
As I look up to the blinding orange sphere
Peeking behind the two twins
Im feeling quite the opposite
It's like my commuting journey
From a long day at work
Is scripted by a propaganda
By strangers and fellow commuting members of the train
It's like everyone is trying to mock me
By sending hints of little bits and pieces
Of things that would make me reminds of him
The one stalk of red rose that the girl shove to my face in an overpacked train
The shirt with little owl prints all over
The deep stares just like you used to make
The tight embrace by a couple as they make jokes about others in the train
The living and breathing humans
The laugh
The smiles
The stares
Its mocking me
Its bringing me back to unnecessary memories
That I wish to wash away
But I can't seem to make it work
As they said
Love is like a good coffee
The taste lingers somewhere in you
Even after a very long day