[Short Poem On ::: “Tea”]

[A morning cup of drink
wakes up a man from his slumber

What an invigorating drink
Mother Nature gives to a plumber
For leaking taps, tops, toilets & pipes,
Which he immediately sets right
in front of your eyes at site.

A concoction that washes away blues
of children going to school
so that subjects remain glued
in their tiny heads.

A brew that brings many unknown faces
to allay fears, doubts, anxieties
vanish like a ghost without trace
and cultivate everlasting friendships.

A mixture that brings quarrelling couples
Man and woman fighting
over silly things for upmanship

A brew that can end
a dispute between Ram and Rahim
in a no-win situation.
waging war for the last decades,

A brew that can solve
difficult chess puzzles
between two old friendly foes.

A brew that can never become
a storm in a tea-cup!]
--The End—
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