𝓗𝓮𝓻 𝓒𝓾𝓹, 𝓗𝓮𝓻 𝓣𝓮𝓪

The sunrise filled the room, 

She came out by rubbing her eyes,

Noticed the cup of tea,

Sipped it,

“Um, I prefer you more than

Anything else”.

Yet again sipped another cup.

She started penning her thoughts,

She sipped once,

Wrote five lines,

This continued for over,

Two hours.

She published her short story,

Received zillions of likes,

Awarded as Author of the Week.

Published many anthologies in the websites,

Participated in various contents,

Earned excellent awards just by her

Pseudonym, “Her Cup, Her Tea”

She never allowed to show up,

Her writing skills,

She tried another way to earn

The name, “Author”,

Just by the

CUP OF TEA.