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A Foodie’s Delight

What are your favorite types of foods?

Around the table, we gather near,
A feast of flavors far and dear.
From every corner of the earth,
A meal brings joy, and laughter’s birth.

A dash of spice, a touch of sweet,
In every bite, our worlds will meet.
No need for words, the taste is clear—
Our differences soon disappear.

From sushi rolls to warm naan bread,
The stories of our lives are spread.
Each dish a tale, each bite a key,
Unlocking bonds for you and me.

With chopsticks, forks, or hands we share,
Breaking bread, we break the air.
Barriers fall, our hearts align,
Through food, we weave a thread divine
.

So let us feast, and let us learn,
In every flavor, bridges burn.
For in each meal, we find the grace,
To savor love in every place.

Indulge!

Non-Fiction · Poems · Writing True

Precious Memory

In the quiet corners of my mind,
I keep your love, I know will never be mine
A tender touch, a whispered word,
Now echoes soft, though never heard.

You were the light in each passing day,
A gentle soul that touched me in so many ways.
Though time went by so swiftly, and life moved on,
Your memory lingers like a song
, on and on.

I hold you close deep within me, a secret space,
Your sweet smile, my heavenly grace.
And though years may fade and seasons flee,
One thing remains, you’ll always be my sweetest memory.

In my dream, I walked with you once more,
Our love, untouched by time’s own shore.
For some are meant to stay behind,
As memories gentle, pure, and kind.

Though what we shared has come and gone,
Yet in my heart, it lingers on.
The echoes of your laugh still play,
Like ghosts that haunt the light of day.

We walked our paths, now worlds apart,
But still, you live within my heart.
Your face, your hands, your kiss—
Endless scenes of tenderness, which I can’t help but miss.

Though we lost each other along the way,
But defiant memories refuse to fade.
And maybe our chapter’s reached its end,
But you’ll always be my “might-have-been
,” none can rend.

And I will always cherish your memories, our magical thing,
An anthem my heart will always dearly sing
.

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