Hot Tea Cup Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque

Hot Tea Cup



The moment she does bring,
The hot tea cup before me,
My heart melts like cheese,
I look at her so intensely.

She takes care of me,
As if I were her relative,
Extremely beholden I am,
Her concern is like a sacred sedative!

She has certainly been sent by Him,
For saving me from the ruin's rim.

Friday, February 12, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: care
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Md. Ziaul Haque

Md. Ziaul Haque

Sylhet, Bangladesh
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