Poetry Soup
From an era immemorial
you have nourish so many; young and old,
Quenching the thirst of expressions,
Filling the bricks of emotion.
You spur men’s intrinsic sixth sense
With aroma so enchanting,
Leaving men’s heart in awe
and ending a long shivering.
How I want you more,
Oh sour soup of divinity.
Gratify my desire for bliss,
and heal mine long craving for expression.
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