Indian Curry
In a pot so warm, where spices blend,
Indian curry simmers, a love without end.
A swirl of turmeric, a dash of garam masala,
Each fragrant aroma sings a sweet ballad, a rhapsody gala.
Green chillies dance with a fiery delight,
Their essence igniting the heart with pure light.
Tender meat melds with rich, velvety sauce,
In this dish we find the right course.
When served on rice, a Indian dish unfolds,
Each grain absorbs tastes that this dish holds.
Comfort and warmth in every single bite,
A feast for hungry , a taste of pure delight.
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Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Mmmm, your delicious poem made me soooo hungry hehehehehe