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Flavoursome outcry

A bemused mind on a summer morning, feet refuting every step;

With qualms and no zest, no brood and no rest;

Eyes wander through the shelves, hands approach yesterday’s rest;

Taste buds protest, not bowing to the wonted;

Heart screaming for a new, no servings of the same hue;

A loud growl jumped out, this is no residence of rats;

The dinosaur’s the king of here, and he must protest;

No sheen to the life, all gloomy, a growl again to sparkle the pain;


Think hard you slave, yelled heart. Desires have taken me afar;

Covid hit me hard, left me trapped with this barb;

Delight me with a lingering aroma, I’ll travel like a steam of whiff;

Whirling through the Tuscany or touching the down from cliff;

Will savour a souq through shawarma, and taste ocean with anchovies;

Give me enough to tantalize the heart, jostle aside the dull;

I’m ready to be awed, think through the shine;

Tired wrestling the heart and mind, I bow to appetence;

Curate for the soul, the body smiled devouring ennui.