The Dish Of Love Poem by Aakash Nengroo
The Dish Of Love
Here i am
With the quilt on my heart
And the soul covered
Under the perfect recipie of pain
And seperation!
A bit of ache in my heart
An ocean of agony in my mind
A pinch of sorrows
Hovering over me
a garnish of darkness
Covering my soul
And a long wait
For the taste...
Thats the recipie
For the pain i endure...
And here i am
Tasting the perfect dish
Of love...
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