Tea Party

It was good to speak
about things you have been hiding away
under the table where the teapot stood
fuming up the clouds of its hot tea
Yes it was good to sip through the green tea
and forget about the norms of our sorrows
How divine will it be, to look up at the sky
and see them evaporate
like that green tea of ours
I am sleepless again
brewing up the futile thoughts in my mind
Why do you show me the path
that I could not walk upon?
You play with my foolishness
only to make me wise
You either mock me, or you love me the most
out of all your creation
Yes, I am sleepless again with my weary eyes
that fail to seek past you
and you say “You fail to notice me, Asima”
Do not let me drown within
what does not exist
Oh, but you already have
and I am to devour the wrath of it.

20-June-2007