Over tea – TB

23 Mar

This is a two cups of tea story.
I wandered the streets, saw
Kids with no shoes on their feet
Still they surrounded me with a luxuriant garden of smiles.
They’d walked for miles around the city,
Scavenging for food for family.
How they long for the childhood they don’t have.


8 Responses to “Over tea – TB”

  1. ihatepoetry July 21, 2015 at 8:02 pm #

    This is quietly perfect. You’ve created a slice of magic here.

  2. vandana July 22, 2015 at 6:30 am #

    Very sad situation wish we can do something for them.

  3. Marcoantonio Arellano July 22, 2015 at 8:27 am #

    wonderful. you write this with empathetic eyes and heart


  4. Marian July 22, 2015 at 10:52 am #

    How DO they long for it? Another cup of tea and you’ll tell us?

    • crayfish July 22, 2015 at 10:58 am #

      I wrote this after spending time walking the streets of Mumbai. I think you can draw lots of inspiration from people and the lives they lead.

  5. Sanaa Rizvi July 22, 2015 at 12:15 pm #

    Such a heartfelt pen 🙂

  6. Gillena Cox July 22, 2015 at 4:29 pm #

    there is magic here in that “luxuriant garden of smiles”, make me wish for the return of fairy god-mothers

    much love…

  7. Sweeper of Dreams July 23, 2015 at 12:16 am #

    ah, yes, indeed it is. here is where fairy tale meets real world, and much hinges on what’s left unsaid. beautiful.

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