the tea’s got cold

arobot

the tea’s got cold

 

the green tea is elegant

as ever as it is fragrant

a gift from you, now a reminiscence

of whatever is left of you ever since

your cup of tea had got cold

as the old Chinese saying told

when one is gone

one’s tea is done

 

you are not there amid the weeping willows

they have not been weeping for you for years

shepherd’s purse is early to come out abloom

pregnant of last winter, not because of you

hearth and home, you were no son of earth

riding on horse of spirits, you died of dearth

once you asked, if I would cry

if the time came that you die

I said why, hell, why should I

If death comes as a relief

It is no time for vain grief

  • Author: arobot (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 31st, 2022 09:06
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Rocky Lagou

    A beautiful reflection on loss. I can relate as my mother passed three years ago, it's a challenging but we have to push through. Just know it's okay to cry, and as you mention, remember that they're in a better place.

  • LMTobin

    This was beautiful. Poems like this are why I love poetry.
    Well done!



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