Timeless Tea

By Ameer Ahmad

Nothing beats a pot of tea,

At dusk, by the bay tree,

At dawn, feeling carefree,

Oh, what a remedy,

To free the mind from any malady.

Make it hot if you prefer,

Or brew it cold if you favour,

A harmony of flavour, oh so diverse,

A timeless magic, in a pot immerse.

The Green tea, oh so delicate,

Fresh and bright, but never exaggerate,

From China it came, and to Japan it settles,

Wonderfully soothing, give it a medal!

The Brown tea, is everyone’s favourite,

The sumptuous flavour, is more than moderate,

A balanced blend, of classic and new,

Anytime anywhere, never out of the blue!

The White tea, whispers of the breeze,

Plucked from the trea, a treasure seize,

A soft texture, tender and pure,

Sheerly unsullied, your hearts assure.

The Black tea, oh so precious,

Bold and strong, yet so delicious,

The vivid flavour is an adventure,

To the class it exude, what a pleasure!

In cups of joy, with others we share,

The gift of a good tea, a moment rare,

From dusk till dawn, timelessly enjoy,

A symphony of flavour perpetually adored.