Curry of Life

By: Roman

Some bags of love
Some bags of fear
And mix it

With some weeks of dreams,
Boil it

With desires and expectations,
Few minutes,
You will smell

Lust and cream
But I can blend it

With realisation
Creating odourless flavour of present
Where dream

Die like flies
Fear gets washed to strength
And
Happiness flows like Ganges
And
I am the Cook
I can blend everything of life
And I can serve you

The most blissful dish
You ever tasted !!!


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