The Drunk Sky
A Poem with First Cup of Chai

the morning looks drunk with yesterday’s dream, I swirl the stars trapped in my mind.
the pages flutter inside.
What thoughts swirl in your mind when you get up, do you look for that first cup of chai or write that first poem stuck somewhere, would love to know your thoughts on this, tagging few chai drinkers all can join..
Manasi Diwakar Somsubhra Banerjee Suryatapa Paroma Sen Vinitha Dileep Saloni Joshi Pallavi@305 Suntonu Bhadra Siva Raj
