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Sep 15
With a coffee steaming hot,
He pours down his caffeinated thoughts...
Notions about love and life—
Cutting the edge like a vegetable knife.
Whistling off the pressure
from this sizzling ***...
He puts down those delicious wedges
on a plate.

A dream, a muse
A crop with an edible seed,
And some seasoning - straight.
A culinary of a different delight.
A similar taste, yet variety in spice

An old radio—
On a modern slab.
Unusual cutlery - a chopstick and a fork.
Like instruments of a chemical lab.

A pan shimmering songs of beatles.
Romeo lyrics with onion in julienne
Tomatoes calling "Hey Jude"
Oil burns them softer...
Till the prelude.

Stressing away the chilli—
With those spicy words,
And with the pinch of longings.
Enhancing the taste—

The south curry is ready
to be served
Tasters in awe...
Asked me the novice.
The know and how—

It was a recipe
Crafted by heart
My journey towards you
Took an appetizing start.
Ami  Mathur
Written by
Ami Mathur  30/M/India
(30/M/India)   
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