Every morning my soul craves, a cup of tea.
Before anything else, it says, a cup of tea.
The Sun awakes the sleeping night, always,
but awakes my sleeping soul, a cup of tea.
At work I ever restore my mood and energy,
with my favoured flavor of a cup of tea.
In the meetings, lethargic people go alive,
after given the break, for a cup of tea.
In a chilled weather, if happened to be out
becomes a blessing for anyone, a cup of tea.
Being smarter and cute than her sister coffee,
most preferred by her lovers is, a cup of tea.
In a chilled weather, if happened to be out becomes a blessing for anyone, a cup of tea....//.... An amazing ghazal devoted to a fine cup of tea. Thanks.
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I would like to translate this poem
So true! Morning starts with wrong foot without a cup of tea. Thanks and thanks for your comment on poem ‘ holidays With Mouse’.