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I Get Lessons From Morning Tea

Updated: Jul 21

By Abhishek Kumar Anmol


From sunday morning to evening drink it gives soberness

I drop a small piece of sugar in the teapot for tastiness

From monday morning to afternoon i again feel otherness

I come back nearby tea stall again say put them forgiveness

From tuesday morning to evening not to drink for greatness

I came back home and finding the tea bag to feel happiness

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I take a dip from a single stack to feel again some asking for it

Together sit and drink a sip from making half a glass to it

I heard a vengeance sound and smell of tea to drink them

We sit quietly on the tea stall while they are serving them

I have heard a pandemic virus spreading in the atmosphere

While all of them saying stay happy and leave the universe

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I stand on the knee for leaving this world a single second

And i smell the mother making tea for all of us for a few second

Lord giving bless to all of us and wait for again an hour

To take a sip and dip the biscuit in it, comeback i pray for an hour

I saw beauty from hidden vision and catch that eyes

The ray of invisible pain to touch from that eyes

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The memory in the form of ashes which is vanishing

I saw a tea stall people heard a soft sound vanish

The fuel is less and the amount is high in the market

I sit on my balcony and saw them stall in towards market

The amount of the smelling a tea is far from my sight

The collection of the teabag in my house is o lord almighty

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By Abhishek Kumar Anmol













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