Morning Tea - Poem by Abhisek Ghosh
As my morning tea was served,
I saw vapours going up
Out of the transparent cup.
I can see the tea level
And the stains above tea level
Due to splashes while bringing it.
Hot tea, cold tea, moderate
I love tea at any rate
A pinch of coffee to upgrade.
First sip is mighty
The sip feels great.
Tea level's down and stain's indirect.
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