Tea Be

A cup and a saucer too,

With some tea leaping back and forth,

(Milk that tea, leaves that tea)

Steam and sprinkles spread around

Flowing tea, stopping for a bun,

Like flowing time, stopping for none,

Like liquid love, waiting for the one

Like liquid luck, just an illusion

From the cup to the saucer,

Changing forms, adapting,

accommodating,

Life's not as fixed, people not tea

To be the fittest in this survival

Sander my soul sane, smoothen my pain,

Choking coughs, congesting laughs,

Dying for death, a cup and a saucer and I let the tea be...

~Ajay