Spices of Resilience
"In the depths of my mind, a lover did dwell
A dark companion, with thoughts that would compel
Me to doubt and fear, to lose my way
But I found the strength to face him, come what may
He whispered lies, and fueled my pain
But I rose up, and refused to be tamed
I searched for a way to break free from his grasp
And found solace in the warmth of a gentle clasp
The aroma of hope, a savory treat
Filled my heart with joy, and my soul to greet
The soup's smell aroused, from corners so dark
Flavors of freedom, a delicious embark
I lost my lover, over a soup so fine
The soup's smell was so tempting, that I tossed him into the boiling soup"
Copyright © Harsha Vasan | Year Posted 2024
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