Yesterday I heard the teacup’s banter
Violating the dawn with a slow violence
Love is not enough and soon you’ll learn.
It reaches only as far as patience goes,
And closeness does not mean affection.
Relationships assume the luxury of time
But, like a mayfly sometimes love lives
A full life in a day and then it’s gone.
Nothing nice about lukewarm tea.
It’s like premature orgasm on the tongue.
Like a love unrequited, not very beneficial
Like this teabag steeped in ice cold water.
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Read – Blinded by Love – A Poem by Rycha Heemachal Devi, Mauritius
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Beautiful
I love the simplicity of the diction