The Cup
Every day would be best served with a cup
A full grown tree giving its leaves for a tea.
Let’s not forget the beans of aroma, coffee.
Everyone has their own version of cup
With all the right ingredients and temperature,
A beautiful memory can be created in pleasure.
With that bitter, sweet taste or compelling smell;
Your day is full of haste yet seemingly well.
Somehow the day is better again,
And unfolding a new beginning.
Feels like after a cup you instantly regain,
The strength that’s been missing
But a cup will only be good to you,
When you start drinking it right for you
Just like after an activity water is sufficient
Yet other chose an energy drink, says it’s efficient.
Preference is our privilege, but here’s the lesson.
Whatever your drinking keep it pure and clean.
To be of good service one must start at good intention
From pouring the water to stirring your bean
“A cup is never empty when the mind is full of adversity”
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
