Days when things go wrong
When the rays of sun are too strong
When the flower beds are crushed by cruel breeze
When u wished u had never ventured out against hard seas
No soft words can cherish you
No shade is calm enough to protect you
Those are the days
You must lie cuddled in your soft bed
Close the eyes and brace self tight
Watch through drooped eyes for day to pass by
Consoling self that all will soon be right
Its a passing phase
this too shall pass
If you learn to compromise
Blend the blood in your heart
To a nuetral shade
no use to fret over small stuff
And everything that is not right is truly
a small stuff..
Saturday, April 19, 2014
Wednesday, April 16, 2014
Thai Curry
Hello
Look here
Listen to my poetry
I sang when I picked up, on my way
From my stock at pantry
Some basil
Some lemon
And pieces of galangal
Today in my kitchen
I danced around
When I tried a new recipe
In hot oil
I dumped
Few shots of coconut milk
Stirring, stirring, stirring, stirring
With basil, lemon, chilies
Some chicken
Some broccoli
Two spoons of paste greenery
Smelling, smelling, smelling, smelling,
The fragrance is, oh so sweet
The richness
The quality
Taste chicken dipped in veggies
Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out
Eat
Drool not
Over my Thai curry
also cross posted on my FB page at Pushpee's World
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