I open the fridge, I grin as I touch the chocolate's cover
From the morning I had been waiting for this hour
Oooh! Chocolate, watering my mouth even while I think
My sister finds me with with the chocolate, to her I do wink
Shh! Don't tell mom, I will give you a bit
With a scissors in my hand, on the ground I sit
I take the wrapper off, I make the chocolate naked now
We both relish on the chocolate - we do love
We hear mom's footsteps, I hide the chocolate and wipe my lips
At the last possible moment, I lick my fingertips
Quickly open the fridge, Keep it behind some tomatoes
I close the fridge, the noise of mom's footsteps grows
She looks at us and gives us a suspicious look
We just smile and she goes back to cook
I take the wrapper from my pocket, throw it the dustbin
I shake the dustbin, the wrapper now, somewhere in the jumble
-Gaurang Rao
Sorry for not writing for a long time. Maybe you can call it a small break :)
Written for - http://poetryblogroll.blogspot.com/
wow u just beautifully described the fun of having a chocolate, that too without mommy's permission. Very often I do that..
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playful and sweet.
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I agree you really capture the element of forbidden pleasure but in an innocent way =)
ReplyDelete..i hope i could be a chocolate lover again... but poor me...i couldn't be now since the day i was found by my allergy...(T___T)..
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Well Done; the forbidden indulgence...it lingers in our mind and taste buds! Great imagery~
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