A poem dedicated to all the chai lovers.
The theme for the poetry meet this August at You, Me and Poetry is Chai GPT.
I peened this poem for reciting at that event.
The chai- lovers tribe
It is here to stay,
Where chai is a ritual
They follow every day.
Here are the Zen seekers
Yoga and health geek,
They sip chamomile, tulsi and green tea,
Peace of body and mind they seek.
Next you have the traveller
Any chai tapri or katta will do,
With cutting chai and chats
They share travel tales anew.
Book lovers like me
Curl up in a corner chair
Reading classics or fiction
With chai their books they pair.
Then we have the connoisseur
He looks, smells and sips,
A fancy brewer with bone china cups
With dainty fingers and satisfied lips.
Now welcome the early riser
With sunrise she awakens her soul,
A cup of chai and meditation
Makes her day a complete whole.
For an artist or writer
Chai is what lets ideas flow,
Creativity , skill and talent
Gets a boost, lets it grow.
Hustlers ta the workplace
Their cuppas get them aligned,
With deadlines and targets
Chai keeps them with a sane mind.
Romantic dreamers are next
With chai, pakoras and rain,
They keep their wet, wild dreams alive
Relieves them of loneliness and pain.
We can't leave behind
Lovers of brun-maska, biscut, rusk and chai,
In the depths of milky tea
Their soaked up joys lie.
So you see in brews of chai
Different personalities lie,
We see their tribe grow
As the years go by.
Even with the rising onslaught
Of bubble tea shakes and coffee,
A cup of chai is what one desires
It awakens the soul , you see!
