I Resort to Cooking

I Resort to Cooking
by N F Probity
25-Aug-2009
 

I resort to cooking

To take away my pain

That pain in my heart

Of losing a dear friend

 

I gather the ingredients

To bake a cake of heart

Set the bowl on top

Get the mixer so I can start

 

Seven or eight eggs

Separated like us

Honey by the cup

Just like how sweet he was

 

Some milk, as white as his honesty

A dash of salt

His sense of humor and

How he was so witty

 

A cup of honor and

a spoon of integrity

To make the cake rise

To the occasion of his memory

 

The icing made of his intelligence

The filling made of love, passion and brilliance

A rainbow on top

Resembling his tolerance

 

A few tears rolling down my face

I couldn’t help control even though it’s not the place

The cake is ready, the aroma’s filled the space

But who is to eat this beautiful cake?

Balatarin
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N F Probity

Thank you all

by N F Probity on Sun Sep 13, 2009 07:58 PM PDT

For your kind words.

Soheyla, your analogy is precise.   He will always be in the hearts of
everyone who was lucky enough to have been nourished by his brightness.  He will always be a shining star glowing ever
so brightly in our hearts.  

Thanks for tasting this cake.  May your life be filled with sweetness
always.

NF Probity


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Jahanshah Javid

Lovely

by Jahanshah Javid on Wed Aug 26, 2009 06:02 AM PDT

Very touching...


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yolanda

Thank you for the beautiful poem!

by yolanda on Tue Aug 25, 2009 09:38 PM PDT

I like your metaphors and similes. You are very creative and sooo sorry for your loss!

sincerely,

yolanda


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Soheyla Marzvaan

food for the soul

by Soheyla Marzvaan on Tue Aug 25, 2009 11:10 AM PDT

Dear Probity,

As he seemed to have given you nurishment for your  soul, dedicating this poem to him, and sharing his grace with us, your readers eat this cake, and nothing or no one is really gone, but simply transformed.

Be happy for have known him . Celebrate his life,  and surrender to his "physical" absence. He is with you.

Soheyla


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Flying Solo

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by Flying Solo on Mon Sep 28, 2009 03:59 PM PDT

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