Question

write a free verse poem on tea from assam​

Answer 1

Answer:

My breath skates

across the glass,

golden scales push off

in electric bright

rifles at dawn.

I sip the flowers.

They flesh

in a way I see

when deposed of you,

carefully.

Now is the time for silence

of recognition—

the wintering observation.

I am a centering figure

bright to catch.

The lit wick of you

sleeps in another country.

I look at the glass,

watch a flower unfurl

and darkly lit, I fall.

Answer 2

Anwar is in the attachment

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