That hot cup of tea
Those winds kissing the sea

The swings of talks take their hurl
Topsy turvy and spiral in curl

Far from the noise of crowd
The peripherals shroud

Falling in the eyes of other
Hopes devoiding wither

The smile on faces like frozen dew on leaf
Like the excavated gold from the reef

Before, this mind wandered
Now, this heart in depths of you floundered