Flower Tea

Many questions demand wild conversations... Tea? Always try to find more meaning in what can at first glance seems like nonsense...

You ask so many questions

but won't listen to my answers

You demand attention

but won't take any suggestions

You pretty little wild dancers

just can't have normal conversations

I can just stand astonished

feeding on your powers

I would like to set you free

but my little world could be demolished

I will just take your life my flowers

and maybe this could be the key

To escape my own insanity

Now... How about a cup of tea?

Tea is always a good idea.

Reviews

[ReedWrite]

How wonderfully intriguing this poem is.
I love it. Every word. What we weave from the nonsense, might be uniquely our own...and yet, I think not. I think you imbued your words with exactly what they need to pierce the superficial little dancers...then again...many questions demand wild conversation to free your insanity...and you're right. Tea is always the perfect answer. Nicely done.

[Lero Ro]

thank you... but to be honest for the most of your review I didn't know if you think that's good or bad thing. But thank you so much I'm glad you like it :))

[ReedWrite]

LOL...it was all good. I enjoyed your piece very much. :)

[Urja Gokani]

amazingly written keep it up !!