Pancake of my soul
A poetic recipe for making the perfectly disguised pancake
Pancake of my soul
I was hungry one day.
Hungry for happiness to stay.
So I decided to make a pancake,
Out of everything that was left.
Cup full of tears,
Half a cup of smiles,
Quarter cup of hope,
And it took no time.
But for the secret,
To a perfect pancake,
I took a pinch from
The box of acceptance.
Mixed it all well
With the spoon of self-care.
Poured into the hot pan
Made of perseverance.
Flipped it over
And put off the stove.
Here, I serve you,
The Pancake of my soul.
-Sunshine (Shivani Parekh)
What's your recipe to the perfect pancake?
About the Creator
Shivani Parekh
Just an introverted girl who gave up speaking her mind as she felt that no one listened. But her self-expression found its way through written words, scribbled sketches and painted worlds.
Welcome to my mind!
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