Solitude tastes like
lavender latte
bittersweet and exotic
sighing fragrant syllables
in an air in love with coffee vibes
it is about soliloquy
and introspections,
about nostalgia and deja vu
it sometimes
tastes like jujuba berries
and coconut laddoos aromatic
with cardamom and
reminiscences of childhood.
at others
like an iced lemonade
wedded to fresh mint leaves,
gulped down
parched summer throats,
it is like
a chocolava cake
oozing decadence on a patter
that you want to gobble
away in seconds
and yet savour slowly…
Rain-Chimes~ My Poetry Blog 