Cephalalgia, Coffee and a girl.

Went to a movie this Wednesday, was very bored
No work, no calls , my job was outsourced.

Reached the mall at ten, scarce people and desolate road
Tired by nothingness all day, my head had a load.

Had some thirty minutes to pass and my back had soared,
Entered a coffee shop and the synthetic coffee smell flowed.

Ordered a fancy name, because they didn't have "coffee"
instead of coins, the cashier handed me a toffee. 

the shop was dimly light and was about to close,
only one other person, the place looked slow.

The girl over there, was staring at her cups,
caught my eye with hers, and they were those of a pup.

Had something in her eyes, which I couldn't fathom,
beautiful hazel hair, with a sense for fashion.

She had been there for a while, and had a finger on her ring,
a necklace on her neck, looked like she was hiding something.

I imagined she was sad, walking away from her life,
had a eerie about herself, nothing around her looked rife.
What could have happened to her, I started to think,
problems in her life, and slow eye blinks.
Her hands were hard, belying her face
dry tears on her cheek, formed an easy maze.
staring out of the window, and closed orange lips,
her problems seemed elusive, and out of my grip.
Sat like a statue till I finished my beverage,
suddenly took out her cell phone, in rage.

I decided to sneak into her phone as I walked past,
would give me some clue about her troubles, at last.

Caught my eye again, she knew I was snooping,
And there was that girl, playing candy crush or hiding everything ? 





An imaginarium in my head,  so it seemed,
headaches and coffee can lead you places, my insides screamed .