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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