Palas Kumar Ray

Rookie - 288 Points (20-05-1963 / India)

A Cup Of Tea - Poem by Palas Kumar Ray

I myself, will move into the kitchen now.
A cup of tea seems a must for cooking.
I'll join my thoughts again in between.
Poetry or tea, let see, which I cook better.

I thought of coming back once or twice
while the water is boiled.
While the tea is brewed.
But No. It did not happen so.

For last two or three hours
thoughts cooking in my mind caused headache.
I felt a cup of tea was a priority.
I took more time searching ginger.

My wife is a good girl up to two cups in a day.
She is not happy or unhappy to serve tea
once in my morning (a different one)
and other in the evening (this is normal) .

Generally she agrees for a third cup too
but she does not want it become a routine.
Her annoyance is generally false
but today, she was not in a mood to do it.

I did not get ginger. We used it all
day before yesterday for cooking hotchpotch.
It became very tasty. No, not tea. The hotchpotch.
We jointly cooked it and it was a blue moon.

© Palas Kumar Ray.All rights reserved.

Topic(s) of this poem: cooking

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  • Gold Star - 45,481 Points Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (4/22/2014 3:57:00 AM)

    Through the poem the poet shows his affection and love of family life and tea is only a reason and ginger also an added flavour. He has done it well and I interested much in the poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 3, 2012

Poem Edited: Thursday, June 5, 2014

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