Hot tea

Doel Sengupta presents

The hot tea mixes with the cold tea

And leaves and flowers bloom infinitely

And soon in the middle of a typhoon here

The waterway breaks for all eternity

And the barrage rumbles and cracks and falls

For all the infinite rumbling trucks' tolls

And the clouds all grey gather close above me

And it pours infinitely this June till December

So the noodles in the taipei soup roll

And all those who read require a scroll

And moonbeams shine on all those who love me

And there is now no more jealousy...

And life has won in a thousand different ways

For what is good is what does stay

And my shonas are now nestled in my arms

Away from harm cooing in their charms

And wet are my ignitions, wet are my dreams

And there is more milk as there is way more cream

And prices crash like a pack of crashing cards

As all the chikoos have meatpie and lards.

Today the monsoon has hit us very hard

Trampling on us, trouncing on us, infinitely pounding us

And that is the meaning of love in Melody.