The City Coffee Life

I watch the small cars swamp by from across my coffee table,
Where my hot latte goes cold,
And I sit by myself and stare at the mundane streets,
Yes, it's not a hell of a deal,
That's a normal city day life.....

I haven't brought my laptop today,
I promised to tell you about the others around,
So that's what I am doing,
Looking around and watching them chat & share,
And noting the weirdly familiar things today;

The couple across the room,
Both of them have dressed very similar,
Jeans & plain t-shirts,
Nothing cheesy about them,
They don't even seem to be in love,
Except when you hear them speak,
Each of them belong to a different native town in India,
That means their native tongue is different,
But when they are working together,
You can see their eyes sparkle with joy,
As if they were on a thrilling journey,
And language was not a bar;

I see the little boy outside,
With a begging can in his hand,
A poet like dressed guy gets up,
And waves to the boy outside,
He sits him by his side and gets him some food,
And watches him eat with ecstatic joy,
I think he works for MAD, he wears the t-shirt,
It's a foundation here, educating the not so resourceful;
I give some more time to him,
I'm crushing on him already.....but nothing more here

There's a geeky guy sitting on the next table,
I checked for his charger last time,
He was kind enough to pass it to me,
Only he didn't ask my name, sad,
And suddenly I saw the guy get all chatty with a bunch of guys around,
It seemed like they just met,
And spoke and started a business plan right away,
Wow, such amazing stuff here;

I reach out to my laptop,
Type in a words,
I hope to finish this novel someday,
But for today,
Here's what I got you,
A typical city coffee day;

You know what pulls a crowd here?
"My dad bought me a ferrari"....no, not that,
"I'm building this alarm to alert an hour before a heart attack"....yes, this does!

Yes, I accept a little bit of isolation comes by,
I accept I get to be a little irresponsible at times too,
I accept life alone isn't as fun (you'd think),
I accept it's difficult to get by in a new city,
I also accept things get busy & lonely at times,
But the best parts are the freedom of not being judged,
How many places do you see life being stringed into such beautiful dreams every moment?
How many times have you seen couples mate over startup dreams?
How many coffee shops do you see with buzzing new ideas to save the world?
How many MADsters do you see?
How many times have you seen me not being judged for walking into the coffee shop all alone, freakishly enjoying it and not a word about that?
I can barely count the number of times people don't get judged,
But right here, in this city, I find that,
My peace of mind, my dreams & a world where you are less than just what was set for standards,
So I can finish my coffee, pay my bill and walk out feeling relaxed & safe,
That's the city coffee life,
And I think I fall in love with it every day!