Best Baklava Poems

The Day Baklava Bent the Fork
 
By: Moji Agha
 
April 15, 2010
 
On this taxing day on Earth,
I finally saw with my own physical eyes,
in...

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Let’s begin with
A strong fresh
Brewed Greek coffee
The aroma alone,
Will wake up 
Your senses, 
Allow you to
Let go, to keep 
An open mind to delight
And excite...

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The alarm clock brushed my teeth and then forced me to drink orange juice.
As I looked out the window, a cement sky was pulling down...

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Didn’t digest my all-dressed pizza
Suffering now from insomnia
A touch of every possible phobia
Mostly of ravenous bacteria 
And humongous tarantula
O yes, and the sordid mafia
Did I...

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We walked seemingly on clouds!
The pavement softened beneath our feet.
My dancing, flirtatious,foustenela dream.
Your kiss like baklava cream.

That decadent angelic first kiss, I still taste!
The decades...

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Who speaks does indeed lie,
Who does not, surely knows more,
But keeps silent by fear to die,

The Walls have ears,
To listen and hear,
The brother became a...

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DINNER

Tonight we’ll dine 
At a restaurant fine
.To order, we’ll start 
With the French words,
Entrée and a la carte.

Hors d oeuvres, escargo, 
Brei and dubonnet.
If those...

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It is a gift.
Not the kind you are born with,
Like a way with words or a knack for sports or a sense of humor.
Nor is...

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One thousand and one fluttering butterflies in one centre all
               ...

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(Glorified Pear Honey)

The lowly pear,
no zip, no burn.
Major juice, anemic flavor.

Add orange and lemon for bite.
Grind all to blend.

Add sugar for sweetness,
cook, covered, in 200...

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The moon reflects in an oily city puddle.
Cigarette butts float on their back,
hold hands,
and look up at the stars.

I saw your eyes shining.
When a seagull...

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Like many heroes of mysterious Marvel Comics, 
Doctor Stephen Vincent Strange is a bolt of magic mix;
Spells of supernatural kinds he works, abundantly,
Crimsons, crystals, ice,...

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            ~~~~~~~
Ah, finding the right Greek to go
after!
That stole my soul forever with
love and laughter!

Twas my glimmering treasure trove...

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Had some time to kill while in
A town we don't know well.
Found a place to eat - looked good,
As far as we could tell.

The booths...

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      Remembrances of golden us....
      Swaddled in each others' arms...
     ...

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