Short Chutney Poems

Short Chutney Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Chutney by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Chutney by length and keyword.


Premium Member Summer On a Plate

portobello mushroom soup
tracle cured salmon
asparagas and poached egg
runner bean chutney
gooseberry cobbler
ginger beer
Cheer !
Form: Epulaeryu


Premium Member Unfunny Things

You have to be born with a sense of humor No one can teach you, it flows outta every pore Seeing funny in unfunny That tickles your chutney Hilarious, makes you fall down chuckling to the floor
Form: Limerick

Premium Member DOSA

Dish of Indian make. Dear to all Keralite. Dry rice and dal well soaked, Drained and ground to fine paste, Dough flattened and roasted, Delicious with chutney. Delectable to all.
Form: Pleiades

Premium Member Masala Dosa

Masala dosa




Spicy veges massla wrapped in crispy crunchy roll and sambar, coconut chutney.




It's a South Indian dish my mom used to prepare at home for three of us and we used to be counting who could eat the max.

Written Nov 6th, 2015
For contest- Food and our memory connections
Sponsor- Andrea Dietrich

Awarded 2nd place win
Form: Verse

Premium Member Pickle

PICKLE

        Plums preserved in palatable pickles:
        I relish, cherish sweet and sour taste
        Cheery chutney alluring taste buds sensitive to sweet cum sour.
        King of dishes to take before dessert.
        Lovely to lick moistening tongue
        Ensuring fulfillment of demand of twined sweet and sour touch. 


     02'21/20
Form: Acrostic


Corrosional Clam Creates Calm

Talismanic turbans trade togas. How great. Short grin large grin. Big beam. And now an elephant in baggy trousers dancing. Peachtree waving. Chutney calling. Tantric trade. Tanks. Till not a tailor. Traditionalists trumpeting. One six zero. And a purple patterned silk cloth. Rice dance then. Kilowatt jewels. Oooh sparkly. Good. Hahahaha green relish. Hahahaha many many many many turrets. Xxxx Adriatic sea. *** corrosional. Z
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Harvest

Yes autumn! With a carpet of old leaves,
dying annuals sun burnt look old.
Mist welcoming with morning gloom;
ripened fruit now hanging bold.

Oh autumn! Let me reap your bounty,
before your fruit begins to drop.
May I find pleasure in your glut
when collecting up your ripened crop.

Chutney! Relish! Sauce! And pickle!
Jelly! Marmalade! Conserve!
Prepared and stored to last forever -
this autumn harvest I preserve.
Form: Rhyme

The Vada Pao

I live in a country where people worship the holy cow
But there is a street food in Mumbai famously called the vada pao
It is humble food of the poor but with a big mac it can compete for sure
Many people stop by to taste it when they come for business or leisure
A ball of spicy potato dipped in gram flour and deep fried
Then put in a loaf of bread sliced open with chutney to try
A must have if you ever come to this city
If you ever miss it, it will be a real pity
Form: Rhyme

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