Coffee time

The weekly haiku prompt is : coffee.

And my take on the prompt is.... 

A bittersweet taste

lingers, aroma of love

wafts, reminiscence.

And I will let it take you where it takes you 😉

Welfare unto all 

Rab rakha 

Ramblings over cuppa

Milk blend occasionally. Black tea on Shatabdi rides. Green tea and iced tea almost regularly.
Remember how I used to be anti-tea. That changed when I moved to this new office.
An occasional cuppa now and then.
Distasteful. This hot beverage.
Quite unlike coffee.
Nothing beats a hot vanilla cappuccino.
Peculiar that I should be rambling about this, estranged as we are now.
And not that it really matters.
But I had to share my heart with you.
Over a cup of coffee.
Just like old times.
Peculiar too, that times never return.
And flow of life is almost ceaseless.

Linking with: Thin Spiral Notebook : 100 word challenge: Peculiar

Musings from farms

Farmhands moved away,

Lured by the glitz of cities,

hopes of better work.

Mother earth left deserted,

Coffee and jobs both erased.

Wild weeds aplenty,

Travails lost to empty nests.

The bosom, untilled,

Several genus trampled.

Empty percolators stare.

Reminiscent farmlands abound.