A Cup of Green Tea

 

-Ranjit Sahu

Awakening to the light aroma

Casually drifting into the morn

Unseen romances filled in this soma

Passively calls the souls to be reborn

On green hillsides the dew-laden shrubs

Fragrant with blessings of mother nature

Gather the celebratory mood of clubs

Rejuvenating the night bashed creature 

Evoking a hundred dreams in the eyes

Emerging from shadows of warm blankets

Nothing less than an elixir from the skies

Touches thirsty lips still lost in banquets

Each sip slips slowly down the sleepy throat

Adding new thoughts for a poets' new note.