Food Romanticism Poems | Examples
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The cheating love
You know how we are deep into the sea of love
Like Salt doesn't cheat the water of sea sand doesn't cheat the depth of sea
Like fire doesn't cheat the wood and like clouds doesn't cheat to be rain.
I am A cluster bean when I start on you
I am a cluster bean when I lick on you
I am a cluster bean when I press on you
It's a sensation of love to be dirty as now you are given a token of your love what? your emptiness give me seduction of our past feel of our each breath.
You made me lord of love when you stop me with a jerk of hands but I mind my feelings can cry for what you know?
Our witness is the place the rooms the pillows the bed the fragrance the TV the batch the dustbin the shower the food which has been ordered and it was our love of our used condom....... Hello romantic time with me not for kids
With love all
OM Jagdish
To vaishali baskaran
Sweet heart
I am a pick pocket
Unstitched pocket empty house
Plan to go for a date
Rain is high crash umbrella
Stale food is not in My life
I suvre with love to her
I have two pockets one is empty
Another I found my self that demands of her High like rocket booster a smile I hide My tooth in My pocket and called pick pocket.
With love all
Jagdish bajantri
Supari raped Berry repeatedly,bound,and gagged her in the basement.
The next day,her seventeenth birthday,he gave her food and a shower,
then locked her back in the dark basement with only a TV for company.
Two days later,he chained her in an upstairs bedroom with a trash can
for a toilet.In the first six days,she was raped at least twenty-five times.
The weeks went by,each day like the last,spent alone,punctuated by
multiple saxual assaults,a diet of once-a-day junk food,and occasional
breaks when Supari let her watch TV with him downstairs.Zafar almost
strangled her while telling her he did not want to kill her,he just had a
saxual problem he was satisfying by repeatedly raping her.(SUPARI)
Note.Zafar Khan Supari loves to satisfy his diik by injecting Chick..
As the hourglass grains of our life do fall
A million more days like the last your only request
For you i'd spend those days in the desert collecting them all
Without water, food or affection, I would do my best
Seems such a pleasant task to me should befall
It's only the Clear Blue Sky to remind me when I take rest
The scorching truth of your beauty to which I crawl
The cool water of the Oasis to which the sun gives rise
My thoughts were all of this, from one of your eyes
Finally in your arms my hands upon your hips
I found life's true beauty resting upon your lips
2 cups of pureed roasted sweet potatoes
2 cups of sliced mushrooms ( sauteed in olive oil)
6 cups of pork stock. OR
3 1/2 cups each of pork and veggie stock
5 tablespoons of crown royal
1 cup of sauteed onion
1/4 of sauteed crushed garlic
3/4 of sun dried bell pepper
2/3 cup of chopped spinach
1 cup of heavy cream
2 cups of shredded roasted pork
2 cups of diced boiled potatoes
2 tablespoons of cayenne
1 teaspoon each of thyme ,rosemary, fennel seeds
2 crushed tumeric
5 tablespoons of orange juice
7-8 poached eggs
Poach eggs set aside
Bring stock, sweet potatoes, and heavy cream to a boil
allow to thicken.Add orange juice crown royal.add all but the eggs. Taste and season. Add eggs top top of soup in serving bowl.
I thought I found the one
All the hugs all the kisses all the fun
The prize I thought I won
Every text and every call
Your smile is what made my day
All the food we ate at china buffet
I loved you everyday
All the times you smiled
All the times you laughed
You were turning me wild
You made everything a blast
I remember when we took my nephew swimming.
Everything was going great, I thought I was winning.
I tried giving you space
But that still wasnt enough
You got tired of my face.
And only cared about your stuff
Before you I never had a regret
After you I had one
Now I feel free since I paid off satan's debt
I got you the puppy you always wanted
I helped you get your license
Without appreciation all I heard was silence
We dated for a year and you didn't want to meet my family
All your excuses in the world came to me naturally.
If you find yourself scratching the itch of another,
Finding good things to say about them no bother,
Engaging in conversation with their mother,
And, actually listening to their chatter,
Turning down a date with someone prettier,
Finding their food as good as that made by your mother,
Going with them to the premier, rather than the soccer,
And repeating her name over and over,
It could be time to say you lover her,
Before she finds another,
And you discover you have made a blunder.
It used to be that most of us chatted,
Over the fence with our neighbor for free,
Or even climbed over for a cup of tea.
Now most chat online,
Or text each other for a fee.
That does not include a cup of tea.
A letter in the post,
Was a pleasure for most,
Now if we get one it will be from a ghost,
Or a bill that will stop us from eating our toast.
It used to be that credit was hard to get,
And being debt free was a realistic target,
Now credit is hard not to get,
And being debt free is something to forget.
We didn't need to worry about what what was in our food,
As it was mainly grown in our own neighborhood,
Now what was just yummy food,
Is now classed as super food,
That comes from another neighborhood,
And when we can afford this food,
We find some does not cut the mustard in our neighborhood.
Through it all we could rely on some spontaneity,
And even a little gaiety,
Now there is just monotony,
Except for the few of us,
Who still have the habit of being quite friendly,
In a world that does not always treat us kindly.
Love
Bitter wind gusts ferociously,
She's a sexy lady with her smirk.
I reach to hold her hand.
She pulls me in by the shirt,
"Tell me one thing that you desire about me?"
Appalled by the sudden spotlight moment,
The bitter wind dies and the suspense builds.
"Well babe, your eyes are the ones who sold me."
Flabbergasted she replies, "That's all?!"
I stay quiet, smiling I look her in the eyes,
"Not just your eyes, it was your ability to see a weak dog on his knees, take him and build him up."
I reassure my love.
Adamant she storms to the car.
I drive us home,
"What attracted you to me?"
Curiosity strikes my head.
She sat there for what felt like a century,
Finally she replies sarcastically, "your eyes."
Laughing we pull into Wendy's drive thru,
As we order our food, I can't stop looking at her,
"Baby I'm just blessed to wake up next to a warm soul like yours."
"I would never trade you for anyone...actually if Olivia Wilde came and asked me for my hand in marriage....I'd still say I'm with the sexiest lady right here."P
Travel to
I thought about a weekend
Plan with my guide to ride
A park party of sun in a glass
Water of fun in a shipping duck
In a lake lab of food with the
Flavours of color in a candle light
tree of goosebumps stand
Like a bed sheets on us stories of
past with the touch of new things
friends and family drop to stop the
rain Falls wind of your hair storm like
when you braid them
Is this a travel to love side my dear.....
With love all
Jagdish bajantri
Photo in my heart
Life passing like poor
Pig I dreaming to freaking
On My life
Smell of sweat in the morning
Like a pig in a water of mud
Balloons of breath fly like
A wings to a pig button
And Button hole of a
Dress code like a nose bleed
Apart from all the time I
Have a photo in my heart
Without you but the pig die
On my legs to eat the food
Of ****
Photo in my heart
With the smell of song
Like dry fruits
With love all
Jagdish bajantri
Never leave me alone
Drip of your life in my soul
Food of your life in my soul
Dance of your life in my soul
Beats and sound of your life in my soul
Magican beauty of your life in my soul
Work with love of your life in my soul
Hugs with pain of your life in my soul
Smile and smell of your life in my soul
Death of notes of your life in my soul
Depth of skull of your life in my soul
Request and purpose of your life in my soul
Strength and courage of your life in my soul
Days with the care of your life in my soul
Words cannot express how much I love you in my soul
Just wish I could leave with you in your soul so never
Leave me alone never leave me alone my dear......
With love all
Jagdish bajantri
The most social thing on earth
Social than the Social Networking Sites
Tall with straight uniform trunk
Unbranched trunk topped with a
Tuft fanlike or featherlike leaves.
Cresting with a plume of long feathery fronds
Making a graceful silhouette of unique beauty
With spiral arrangement of its wood fibers
Which makes it a tree of unusual suppleness and strength
Large evergreen leaves
With bundles of vascular tissue
Scattered throughout the trunks.
Abundant throughout the tropics
And thrive in almost every inhabitat therein
The quintessential image of relaxed and elegant lifestyle
A good friend in need,
A good friend indeed
Because of its versatility,
Many people cannot do without it.
Having as many uses as the year has days.
And noted for productivity in the bible
Imagine the way it comes to its full bearing
After ten to fifteen years on earth.
And still continue to bear for nearly a hundred years.
Of great economic importance,
Providing food, fibre, wine and oil
Widely used in landscaping for its exotic appearance
A useful ornamental tree
This social palm tree
Streams of empty promises my lover did buy me,
Lights that darkness penetrates and pierces,
Love so much you lift a ring,
Wrath like lightening you bring.
Emotions so heavy strong men cannot lift,
Eyes so blind they see the truth,
My lover is different every four years,
Each bring me to tears.
Our children are full of nothing but air,
Food is scarce, that bit is clear,
Holed passages that many perish each day,
You lie and say "I will find a way"
My heart cries to my lovers each time,
They all cut me from reaching my prime.
The children are fight they have guns and bombs in hand,
Your feet never stay on land.
My lover the man who brought the change,
My lover another thief not in a cage,
My lover an old man who has lost his head.
My lover, the one who killed me Nigeria and left her for dead.
APPLE OF MY EYE
As smoke is released from the fire
It rises up to the atmosphere and never come down
Am still rising up and I do not expect to go back down for your love
Although I feel like am on the top of the mountain but still am climbing
Climbing a mountain of love
Love of you an apple of my eye.
You are sweet as honey
Carrot not stick
I cannot bite the hand that feeds me
I do not want to be hungry any more while the food is on my hands
And I am feeling lucky to be with you
An apple of my eye.
In the garden
The garden of all kind of attractive flowers
Flowers with sweetest perfume
And the cool environment
The place I am staying with you
An apple of my eye.
I cannot let our love die
Doomandgloom to attack the sky
While the sun is still shinning
I do not want to lose you
Because I love you, and I will be with you forever
You an apple of my eye.
By MUSSA SHIKOME.