Picture-perfect Daydream (Thodasa Rumani Ho Jaaye)

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CA-FAINT

Trrrrring, bleary eyed, I dragged myself awake
And towards the kitchen a few steps I did take
Only to realise we were all out of instant for my cup
I’d have to walk across to the corner coffee shop

Picked up a newspaper and stood in line
Waiting impatiently for my turn in time
Scanned the board for the menu
And help me God, it was deja vu

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Coffee & a Conversation

So I met a bunch of fellas over an imaginary cuppa in a cool cafe called Gaia’s, with soft, puffy, white clouds around us.

There was a slim guy with longish hair & a crown of thorns; another with blue skin wearing a peacock feather in his hair; one with dreadlocks, tiger skin & a crescent moon; a bearded & ochre-turbaned man; another bearded fellow in pure white vestments; one with long earlobes, a beatific expression, wearing a robe & carrying his hair in a top bun; a grandfatherly old chap with a flowing white beard & a staff and another whose face was cloaked so I couldn’t see it. They looked vastly different from each other, but all had a similar, strange glow around their heads.
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