My Hot Cup

poet - ANJALI DENANDI , MOM MY HOT- CUP ................................................................ THIS IS MY HOT-CUP . THIS IS WINTER,WITH COLD . THIS IS NEVER-OLD; THIS COLD LAUGHS AND LAUGHS............. THE SOUND IS ROUGH. THE HOT-COFFEE IS IN MY CUP. ON MY BODY,DRESSES OF FUR. MY CUP TOUCHES MY LIPS; OH ! SO HOT, THE CUP IS ! REQUEST,ME , MY LIPS, "DON'T SET YOUR CUP, WITH US ! PLEASE !PLEASE ! PUT IT FAR, FROM US ! " I PUT IT ON MY PALM ; I FEEL ,LOVELY ; YES , MY CUP IS WAITING ,NOW. LATER, IT BECOMES WARM, I SET IT ON MY LIPS, THEN , AGAIN. MY LIPS SAY , " O . K . " I SIP AND SIP ......... MY CUP SAYS, "OH ! LOVELY ! I AM SATISFIED ; " I COMPLETE MY COFFEE. THEN,PUT THE EMPTY CUP, ON MY TABLE. THEN MY BODY SAYS, "THANKS !" AND MY COLD-CUP SAYS, " I LOVE YOU ! " THEN MY LIPS SAY, "WE ARE WAITING FOR NEXT-CUP !" AND I DRINK , AGAIN AND AGAIN........... LATER, THE WINTER HAS GONE. I DO NOT TAKE THE COFFEE. AND THEN MY USELESS CUP SAYS, " NOW I REMEMBER MY PAST , ONLY ;" THEN I TAKE SOUP, BY MY USED -CUP; THEN MY CUP SAYS, " I AM NOW ,WITH YOU, AGAIN . " ONE DAY ,I BREAK MY CUP. IT IS FALLEN DOWN FROM MY HAND. THEN THE PIECES OF MY BROKEN-CUP, SAYS AGAIN, "PLEASE ! THROUGH ME IN YOUR BIN ! " BUT ,I DO NOT DO IT; I MAKE A SHOW - PIECE, BY IT; IT IS VERY BEAUTIFUL ! I PUT IT ON MY TABLE; AND GIFT TO IT, MY LOVING LOOK , ANY TIME,SILENTLY; IT SAYS THEN,WITH PEACE, " YOU ARE REALLY MY LOVER ! " THEN MY MIND SAYS, “ YOU DISCOVER .” AND THEN IT IS GIVEN PLACE , BY ME, ON MYFIRST- COVER - PAGE, OF NEW - BOOK ; THEN THE SHOW-PIECE SAYS, “ SELF-DISCOVERY IS ABOVE ALL ! YOU GIVE ME, THE PROPER PLACE;” “THEN MY MIND SAYS AGAIN, YES,LOVE IS DISCOVERED BY YOU, OH ! THE POET ! EVER-NEW ! “ AND I OPEN, THEN, MY WRITING-PEN…………….. AND MY SHOW- PIECE, WHICH IS WHITE, LOOK AND LOOK…………... AT MY BLANK – PAGE; WHICH IS ALSO, WHITE; THEN ON IT, I START, TO WRITE…………………. WITH LOVING – HEART.