Mother's Refrain: Tea Is Getting Cold

Bikramjit Sen

Abstract Drama Tragedy

Bikramjit Sen

Abstract Drama Tragedy

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tragedy life abstract drama tea mom cold dumb complains english-poem

Mom talks about tea being cold

Here people's blood gets cold

Feelings die

In the journey of life

Dumb all become

From a body cold

Ultimately, the soul hurries away;

Mom still complains about tea being cold...

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