Cup Of Tea Poems - Poems about Cup Of Tea

I kept thinking what life would be like if someone invited me out for a cup of tea in the middle of the night, I kept thinking what life would be like if morning was evening and evening was night, and the stars lit up the skies. I would gaze at the colorful lights...

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You like being about the business of others, Some don't. You don't like good music, Some do, just like me. You don't spending time with nature, Some do just as much as I love to. You like clubbing and partying, Well, some don't. You like eating this, Some don't. You don't like eating that, Interestingly, some do. You like your tea hot, Some don't. You don't like your...

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What is that? The intruder alarm? It has dragged me from a restless sleep I'm safe as houses, not at risk of harm Must keep my head, at all costs remain calm With all that din I don't know why I creep What is that? The intruder alarm Over now, hope my tea works like a charm It's certainly no cause...

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Tumble the marble blue and green, quarter and three read hue manatee, tea wistfully crusted in the wind blow. Apple cherry and pineapple, all good, delicious and decadent in flavor sips, careful dear there’s, something, lips… Mirror here you seem to have rictus, jaw detaches as you scream, tongue, flaps around like a slimy eel lather. Eye pops out as the cackles miss hatter, fingers...

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The cars drive by in ones, twos, and threes. Leaves gently flutter in the cool breeze. I look to the street, then down, then up. A sense of unease, I sip from my cup. Outside folks walking slow and quick. The watch on my wrist starts to loudly tick. Inside the eyes seem to fall on me. I drink and wonder where...

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I may not be everyone's cup of tea That I never invited anyone around to try If you ever had the chance to meet me You may not agree or agree But what you see Is what you get And bittersweet Never judge me If you don't know the man I am And it may surprise you If you read my history About my life from...

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My sleep breaks every morning when I hear the first chatter of a couple of playful pigeon, from their nest made outside the window near, I know it’s time to get up, take the new day on. I see a slice of sparkling sky through the window, emerge from the veil of night as the dulcet dawn, changing color by minutes...

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In the pleasing hush of mornings I embrace warmth in porcelain A steamy cup of swirling fluid With a bit of sugar and cream Warming steel pot’s energetic tune Unfurling savory leaves with a spoon With lemon grass and grated ginger root A delicious aroma it whispers out Magic of the brewed tea leaves Infused charm on my lips An edge kissed by fragrant...

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moon visiting every tall wave, the sea with a cup of tea 28th October 2023...

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When the world is fret and dreary And the heart says where to be! Solace it more than thousand words A cup of hot and steaming tea Read a book and take a sip With love of nature in thy breast If you feel thyself alone Thou can call thyself as guest Keep two cups on table one And then take them one by...

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I watch the world I know it's spinning off it's axis I'm sure should I ever find balance That will be the day the world ends Perhaps all the energy of the broken people Sends an unknown, unseen force out Mixing and colliding With the world and gravitational pull and black holes and shooting stars To buy us a bit of time To fix...

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A cup of tea is life _____________ Red daisy and on it, your hand's impression the tree trunk, squirrel and the sun in a session lifting the paddy root with an edgy sickle A teacup and the lips in a morning cohesion The horse ready; the rider too pulls his socks up Circling two lips, the bird is whistling...

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Every morning it’s my habit not so new of drinking from a brimful cup, the piping hot reviving brew, as from bed I listlessly get up. I try various types of tea and their progeny, herbal, green, brown and even spicy, get the satisfaction of a low degree, often the sip becomes dicey. Gaining simple pleasure from concoction, I get to think is...

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You come to me each morning To awaken me from my refreshed sleep I watch you as you bubble away in the kettle Looking towards the excitement of a new day Your color changing from golden to mahagony I wait to see you turn just right for my taste Two dollops of sugar and a jar of milk My morning’s romantic escapade...

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