Another cup of tea

Another cup of tea..
It's a long night of a kind!
I should have been sleeping,
But questions haunt my mind:
Do you think of me
Like I often do?
Do I live in your dreams?
Do you love me too?
And questions keep recurring
And never let me be
Till I realise that I'm drinking
A cold cup of tea...

Reviews

[θεά]

Very Pablo Neruda-esque.
I like the meter you have used, willingly or otherwise.
The mood of the poem is evident from the ellipses in the first line itself and the use of question marks make the plaint of longing all the more palpable.

Look forward to reading your other write-ups.
Best, M.

[Numidienne]

Thank you M..I'm glad you like it

[Imane Ben]

Those words made me feel the state of confusion you want to show. The general mood of the poem is sober and cold like your cup of tea! And as you know what a cold cup of tea is of no taste as such of a hot one ; it is seemingly the same cover for two different books. Cold tea and desperate hopes! A hot cup of tea that you always wait!
Enjoyed your short poem and your simple choice of diction.
Look forward to read more of you.