Best Chocolates Poems
Chocolates at Christmas,
carefully I choose a
caramel coated in
calorific candy.
Could I eat another …
choice of coconut or
creamy coffee truffle.
Pleiades C Poetry Contest
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Checked with how many syllables
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Blue roses and chocolates have been lying there,
untouched and unopen over three days now,
sadly turning rejection into endless despair;
even light struggles to filter through the closed window...
My gifts aren't appreciated, or even remembered,
and I am torn apart by disbelief and tremor:
with the empitiest feeling ever contemplated;
my disappointed sweetheart expected more...
Perhaps a bracelet or necklace with dazzling diamonds,
would have made her definetely happy like any circus' clown;
if love lusts after material and insignificant things,
it has no sentimental value in itself, only a monetary one...
Uncaring and silent, with a blank and wandering look that
disfigures the divine face I admired and worshiped always,
my embittered darling is overwhelmed with vanity, touching her neck;
sensing visions of glamour and imagining the feel of sapphires...
Everything I gave her was given out of kindness,
and my blue roses and chocolates should be a gift
of the kindest of souls offering the simplest things;
and isn't her greed more implacable than a sullen sky full of rage?
Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci
I dream of a time when life is always happy , light hearted and sane ....
A time to relax and enjoy a lazy day with chocolates , paintbrushes and champagne...
The sun shines bright and we laze in the park stroking a canvas with great delight...
Rays glistening and bouncing on water , boats cruising and chasing their plight...
People walking on by in their own little piece of perfection and wearing a smile ..
They may have strolled along only briefly , whilst others walked many a mile ...
Take just one day to experience it well and treat it as something worthwhile ...
Its beauty , its newness , its freshness abound is sure to beget and beguile ...
Chocolates are my need,
Chocolates are my greed,
When I have them I only and only dream and don’t know actually what I feel.
They make me happy,
They make me sad,
They are there with me in all the queries I have.
They also help me before exams.
When I don’t get them I really mourn,
But as they melt in my mouth I become lively and cheerful.
When I see a chocolate I glow like an Edison’s bulb,
But as they go the bulb turns to 0 watt.
Oh Chocolates!
My love, my happiness.
My consolation, my prize,
My sole partner in sadness.
One bite into you,
And I'm filled with ecstasy.
You are my drug, my dope,
My dream, my fantasy.
You are in milk, you are in biscuits,
You are my lunch, you are my tit bits.
Oh Chocolates!
My love, my happiness.
My desire, my reward,
My consort in darkness.
Godiva Chocolates tempt
Dieters beware
Melt-in-your-mouth milky charm
Evokes a craving
My control lapses
I give in
Feast!
*Soup's Syllable counter says "chocolate" is three syllables.
B arbarians and intellectuals promote winds of change
O nly the blameless ones will be left over, to turn the page
X enophobia will be gone, good riddance to evil pride
O bvious to news watchers, violence is taking control
F orecasts of gloom, become a weariness to the soul
C hange is coming, but, in the end, life will be better
H olocaust shadows predicting even stormier weather
O xy morons prefer brutal cruelty to human kindness
C ataclysmic shifting of world economies tectonic plates
O pulence and greed spitting into poor poverty's face
L ashing out vociferously against any one who is different
A pathy and willful blindness is the trendy new religion
T ime is running out for all who promote hate and fear
E veryone is equal, in God's eyes, even he sheds a tear
S oon, very soon gale winds of change are going to blow
Will we all survive? Only God knows!
Summer solstice contest
December 13,2015
there is a store in a strip mall
Many people are waiting in line
Only four people allowed inside
This store specializes in chocolates
There are many flavours to choose
You can not pick the chocolates
Instead ou point to what you want
Then the lady puts it into the bag
All you do is point to your option
A decision of twenty dollars bagged
Or you could do thirty dollars bagged
There will be a sample chocolate to try
So next time you could add it to your list
I always enjoy a Lindlt chocolate
they have been around since 1841
The days can be like a box of choclates:
Sweet,
bitter,
sticky,
tenacious,
round,
square,
lumpy,
nuts,
crispy,
bright,
dark.
How has your day been? What kind of chocolate could make it better!
Every Christmas I make chocolates for a neighbour friend
It brightens her day to eat chocolates I made
So when the Christmas season is near
I make her a gift of chocolates
Then the day after Christmas
My neighbour friend
Comes to me
Bringing me
Chocolates
Chocolates for your mom,
Chocolates for your “goil”,
Some wrapped in paper,
Some in golden foil.
No matter how you like it,
Dark or milky white,
You can eat them
Morning, noon and night.
Chocolate covered marshmallows,
Chocolate covered cherries,
Chocolate covered nuts
And big red strawberries.
No matter how you like it
I’ll give it to you.
Just tell me, my darling.
I deliver too.
By: Carole O’Terry Duet
Copyright: June 5, 2018
“All Rights Reserved”
the film is called
"Chocolates for Bolivia"
popcorn still on sale
On Valentine's Day, Clay brought her candy
Hoping chocolates would make her randy
She threw him out the door
Yelled, "Men are such a bore!
I'm in love with twins, Mandy and Sandy."
Cooling mint chocolates on my tongue,
Melt into a fondue so fond.
A small piece of paper with a written clue
Mom used to say: "The Easter Bunny left it there for you"
Sometimes I wondered if it was really true?
Out in the garden, how many eggs will I find?
Searching high and low, leaving none behind
On the grass, between the flower bed
Chocolate coated eggs lay scattered, yellow, pink and red
Behind the apple tree, to my surprise!
Out hops the Bunny, with his ruby red eyes!
Pink floppy ears and a furry disguise!
This is the truth, it ain't no lies!
I saw it all with my own two eyes!
Dragging his basket with his short fat legs
He got such a fright and ran away without his easter eggs!
Now I no longer wonder if it's true...
The small piece of paper with the written clue
I know for sure the Easter Bunny puts it there for me and you!
Copyright@ Farah Diba Pastor