While in the midst of
Enjoying the delicacy
In a surreal-mystical dish
Of literary culinary
The plating was
Of unspeakable beauty
But to my chagrined,
It felt strangely insipid
With no certainty
In the lacking
Could it be?
Preparing methods,
Element of textures,
Unmatched spices,
Imbalanced taste,
Or could it be?
Actually,
My taste buds
No longer relevant
To be justified.
A palate of poetry. Nicely spiced and flavored. Enjoyable to my poetry taste buds. Thumbs up poet. Nice to read u again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The details and the chain of lines, thats really nice and the surprised at the last line conclude all in different way. Clever write!