While morning sunbeam <br />Evaporated my dreams <br />Journey through green <br />Tea gardens and serene scene <br />A cup of green tea should be a rejoinder <br />Romantic morning reminder <br />I kissed fervently hot <br />Little tea plucking girl with her sun burnt face <br />Appeared in window sill <br />Looking at my steam struck eyes <br />“Dear poet <br />Wish you were not kissing on my blood and sweat” <br /> <br /> <br />(Copyright reserved by the author)<br /><br />Abhinav Baruah<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tea-plucking-girl/
