I hope that when you can’t sleep at night,
You connect the dots to the coffee you had,
Late in the afternoon today,
And make a mental note,
To NEVER NEVER touch coffee,
Post lunch, no matter
How tempting it may seem.
I know, your desk was freezing,
With the AC at 18-degree temperature,
A warm cup of coffee looked so innocent,
Perfectly warm to hold,
A comfort to the,
The boring 200 pages presentations
You gotta read,
While taking careful notes,
Trying to interpret the chain,
Of debits and credits that flow,
When your brain wants to shut down,
And WhatsApp distracts you every 10 seconds,
A warm cup of coffee,
Never looked so innocent,
Like a spoilt best friend,
You CAN NOT say no to!
Alas, here we are,
Entries in my diary,
Poems dedicated to the culprit,
Someone, someone – PLEASE fix that damn AC.
I do hope to find,
Good friends to keep me company,
Who live in timezones sweet,
Till the caffeine fades from my veins.
To share my agony,
With talks insane.
I apologize in advance,
To all the early morning plans,
I made for the weekend.
Someone just asked me,
What time will you wake up,
Let’s catch up on a call?
Well, it depends on what time,
I get to zzZzzz land.
H i m a l i