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Carl D'Souza Aug 25
I take a bite
of a ****** and chocolate
and chew
pungent ******
and sweet chocolate;
soft crumbly cookie pieces
roll over my tongue
as I chew;
my mouth waters
and the flavours
of spicy ****** and delectable chocolate
mix in my mouth.
Star BG Jun 6
My mind is like a fortune cookie.
Human form the sweet shell.
Zen insights, the fortune
to share.
Inspired by Dr. Peter Lim
Jon Thenes Mar 23
be more thorough
with your dental hygiene
lest the breath
behind the breath
get out
and things become vetinary
must have brushed teeth
Left Foot Poet Apr 2018
man (?)
the tomatoes?  

patty m.,
a grievous error thy commissioned

tomatoes are the quintessential feminine fruit
red juicy, round, curvy, sweet
with a flavor at once the same,
yet never again always different, diffident,
asized, and blonde or red, never contrived

without it,
would pizza be pizza?
without it,
would **** ***** love,
be merely a good salad

or a poem

ever be the same?

“me love tomatoes”
cookie monster
Kale Feb 5
They bumpy
Crunchy chocolate
Chip cookie
Oh how delicious!
With each bite
I die a little inside
Because soon
This moment
Will end
Wrote this for class
Star BG Dec 2018
A Fortune Cookie
If it could talk would whisper
read so truth be-known

A fortune cookie
gave numbers for lottery
I haven’t won yet
2 haiku's
I have accepted my fate;
My inability to move, to speak
The fast-paced switching of scenes
Each time I get to blink.

I do understand the gap—
The pressure of compactibility; claustrophobia
Interferance may set you ablaze–
Or so I told myself.

It has always been like this:
An ever-repeating cycle
The blending and molding
Into what I ought to be.

Time became my comfort
As I warmed and accepted change
Pieces of me were scattered
Now, I am complete.
© Cyrille Octaviano, 2017-2018
Anya Oct 2018
I was eating a cookie
But it was too hard
So I put it in
The microwave
For a minute
And guess what?
It worked!
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