Pressure Cooker
A Poem About Stress
Stress. An entity we find difficult to live with, and difficult to live without. It is heavy, hot, complex, unpredictable, annoying and unpleasant.
Cooker
Its weight a ton
Its burden increases
With the firm closure of its lid
On its ingredients that bubble
Over
The fire
Burning below
Cooking the ingredients
A hasty concoction bubbling
Over
Network
Fused, so complex
Guides the circumstances
Difficult to navigate and
Conquer
Cooking
The quality
Temperate, dependent
On the expert hands of the chef
Random
The Dish
Palatable
When seasoned with time and
Patience.
About the Creator
Michelle Liew
Hi, i am an English Language teacher cum freelance writer with a taste for pets, prose and poetry. When I'm not writing my heart out, I'm playing with my three dogs, Zorra, Cloudy and Snowball.
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Ah, seasoned with time and patience. That's the most important key. Loved your poem!
Average but good