The Tea Advertisement

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“Ribbons of blue” he — who knew no
Boney M song –, then, said, “reminds
Me of you”; instead of doing something
— Anything — other than the annoyed flick,
She propelled, took to heel; and hurried through

As if, to him, she’d been any other chick.
Where he stood, as he strained his eyes
Where she cannon-like strut, with the twitch of
A faint smile the imaginary smoke he inhaled-exhaled, but
As I walked upto him, pat him on his back

He said, “Did you see that, just now?
Why — why — must I be a teenager in love?”. Why, indeed.
Am I to tell him, then, to his pearl-like eyes,
That, in time — immemorial time — he is to be
The most sought after of all decent guys?

“Let’s have some tea”. To all school boy
Wrenching woes of lust, tea strained off
The cheapest brand of tea-leaf dust, served in stained
Saucer-less arrangement, is the ready reliever;
You say: “Seriously, I seriously can’t believe her”.

Tea! Things like the curative quality
In that beverage for the wounded soul that
bides on time wouldn’t change. That day,
You were smiling in a mixed complex of hurt and amusement.
One who walks out sees us, throwing words across the fumes of tea.



2 thoughts on “The Tea Advertisement

    Janitha Rukmal (@janitharuki) said:
    June 30, 2012 at 6:32 pm

    Too bad it had been just tea:(

      Admin responded:
      July 1, 2012 at 4:00 am

      Well, Bee, there WAS sugar in it, I am sure!

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